Previous - this entry written on July 15, 2003 at 5:39 pm - Next
Seasalt in the air is a wonderful thing. I'm staring at a computer that I can't call mine, sitting in a room where the breeze is cooling me... thinking. Waiting. Longing.
No matter how long it takes me to find my way home, last night made the entire coastal trip worth while. Last night made a large chunk of my stresses and fears and hopes and worries and everything else, ALL of it, worthwhile.
When I'm once again safely ensconced at home, writing on a familiar-if-tempermental computer, I might pour our the rest of the words lurking. I've got a blankbook (several, actually) sitting beside me, waiting for that moment to spill their hand-scrawled entries out and onto the page. For now, though... it's enough to stake my claim to this little corner of the 'net, however briefly, and wander off again. I've got things to do today, such as living.
And, for that matter, being glad I'm alive.
Life is GOOD.
And yes, I miss my boys. ALL of them. Being unable to be with any of them gets more and more frustrating as the days go past. I'm just glad that I will have my Tiger's love and affection to come home to soon and hopefully, Caleb's snuggles and perfection to curl up with. Ooh, and Kadin, dammit, I want details!
*pads off to hand the computer over to the next person in line*
Previous - Next
Hosted by Diaryland - All Rights Reserved - Image, Layout, and Content copyright Jax Raven -
- Do Not Feed The Moose -