dorkfysh's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- splish splash I want to drive to the ocean at night and stick my bare feet in the cool wet sand. I want to listen to the water lapping at the shore and smell the salt air. I keep forgetting I'm so close. After living in the landlocked and parched desert for so long I have to keep reminding myself that it's really there. I'm thinking that when the kid is gone to California I'm going to take myself over the mountain and to the sea. It's about time for a solo adventure. Before I was a mom and I lived in Boston I would sometimes find a way to get up to the little towns on the coast just north of the city. I would find a nice dock and lay on my back with my feet dangling and find myself a lighthouse to gaze upon. The sound of the water beneath me splooshing up around the beams would make my head empty out and I would feel instantly refreshed. How did I live so long away from the water? How did it not kill me? I guess the pool in the backyard kept me hanging on by a thread. The pool the bats would dip down and drink from when I would take a night swim with the glowy blue lights and the jasmine scented air. When I was a kid in Minnesota there was always a lake or a river or a pond right in the back yard. There were those giant tractor innertubes we would pull out to the middle of the lake and jump on like a trampoline or we would tie them to the back of boats and get pulled along like a caboose. Yeah....maybe I'll go for a swim tonight when I get home. 10:31 a.m. - July 01, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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