If I could be anywhere but here I would be sitting on a wide back porch on a beautiful day (sunny, but not too hot with a lovely cool breeze every few minutes) on a rocking chair listening to some nice bluesy music and drinking a nice cold beer with the breeze blowing by my face and the smell of flowers in the air.
Wise Words
Hope is the gay skylarking pyjamas we wear over yesterday's bruises ~ De Casseres
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Date: 2005-09-02 05:01 pm (UTC)