*heaves big, shuddering sigh of relief* Thanks be to goodness, it's Friday! Finally, after a long, exhausting week of days that all felt like Mondays, I can enjoy a day of just doing nothing...well, almost nothing. I will probably have to do something at some point, but that's not the point.
Going back to the whole "Thank God, it's Friday" thing...
Right now, I feel like celebrating. I think I shall go off on a sailing spree with the blond...
Mmmm...I can just hear the waves lapping against the boat, and the crisp sea air gently blowing--and the seagulls...I love seagulls. When I look at them soaring, I feel like I can be anything I want to be, do anything I want to do...there's freedom in the way a seagull soars. Makes me want to soar with them...just fly off into the sunset.
When I was little, I'd jump off of any object higher than five feet in an attempt to learn how to fly like a bird... I was always so disappointed when I discovered that, instead of soaring like I'd hoped, my feet persistently kept hitting the hard, unyielding ground.