Mar 18, 2007 22:00
May I just say, sunsnap, sheets, women, shade, down in the shade, commas, excessive pronouns, poetry and french. My little poodle's nails click on hardwood, disabled A+ examinations the steepness of the hillside, the strong scent of the tiger lillies, chlorine, bicycle wind through my chocolate ribbony curls, the lavander carpet in the library and those floor lenghth windows, founders commons...the whirlwhind of protesting and steep hikes for food through intoxiating mists of flower scents and foriegn cigarette smoke left behind for a week of quiet and solitude at my parents house. The wild white horse, the sandy arena, reflections, heat, and the breeze of the euclyptus river. Life is on its strange course but, for now at least, the odyssey's current keeps quiet.