Where Are You?

I think of you when upon the sea the sun flings her beams.
I think of you when the moonlight shines in silvery streams.
I see you when upon the distant hills the dust awakes:
At night when on a fragile bridge the traveler quakes.

I hear you when the billows rise on high.
With murmurs deep.
To tread the silent grove where wander I.
When all’s asleep.

Bits.

Think I’ve been mistreating my body as of late. Been downing lotsa coffee. Easily half a liter a day. EVERYDAY. Reading like there’s no tomorrow too. Finished three books during the working week. Read Ted Dekker’s Trilogy. “Black”, “Red”, and “White”. Halfway through Tom Holt’s “Dead Funny” right now.

Not good. Esp. the caffeine part. But I’m happy. Oh so happy. Win some lose some.

Boogey

Everytime I listen to “Come on” by Go Betty Go. I keep picturing B and C in really short shorts and tank tops gyrating and bogeying a la Cameron Diaz in Charlie’s Angel. Muahahhaha. Wondering if this is too much details. Oh well, it’s a happy song. Try looking for it!

Question.

If you could bottle a particular emotion or sensation and sell it, what would it be?

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