December 11, 2006
Waiting
Music to wait by.
I feel like this tennis ball. Staring out to an endless horizon, waiting for the tide to come in and sweep me away across distant waters…
Music to wait by.
I feel like this tennis ball. Staring out to an endless horizon, waiting for the tide to come in and sweep me away across distant waters…
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Dave Sartor said,
December 12, 2006 @ 2:12 pm
Waiting is hard, and change can be harder. But you can be secure in the knowledge that you are taking the really important things with you – husband, cats, and your own creative spirit. These don’t change. Heck, take your friend the tennis ball along for good measure. And, send us greetings from the Great Beyond once you’ve arrived.
Travel safely, Alex.
Bobby said,
December 12, 2006 @ 5:59 pm
Let me know when you find it Alex, I been waiting 34 years already.
peace!
🙂
Dennis Bathory-Kitsz said,
December 13, 2006 @ 8:31 pm
Wind at your back, dear friend, and tack carefully.
Dennis
Paul said,
February 20, 2007 @ 9:36 pm
hey! I’m not wearing any pants!