Sunday, May 4, 2008
In the stillness of the dawn
in a place of not quite asleep and not quite awake
is my life, the one I wish to live.
No remorse, no regrets, no consequences.
A life of quiet cottages by the sea, cabins in the mountains, a brownstone in Boston, a third floor apartment in Seattle
Wild rides in fast cars, rafting down raging rivers, skydiving, parasailing, base jumping, skiing, surfing
Time spent by slow moving waters, on soft sands, in the deep stillness of green forests, beside a burning campfire, beneath a blanket of stars
Endless time lived in moments,
different places, different circumstances
The only constant