Scenes from an eternal summer

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

White sands

La Luz... my three-hour away haven for city stress. It's amazing how two days can re-charge a burned-out spirit, or was that just the beer talking at 10am? Trying to squeeze in hang-time with friends before jetting off to the heart of Indochina for a year of OFWing is such a pleasurable pain. The sun sets too quickly when you're having fun. I wish I could burry my feet in the white sands again, even for just another second before the tide pulls it out again in a mad rush of foam.

posted by SmellMyKnee @ 1:17 AM

Long days, short nights and the constant warm sea air on my cheek. This image I hold close to my heart as I go about life's mostly dreary routine. I cast my bottle of blogs out into the open sea and hope to find some assurance that it's opened in some distant shore.

Scribbles in the Sand

• BF Buddies
• The art of eating alone
• Midflight
• Curfew Smurfew!
• The moon
• For JP
• Beddings
• Vietnam in pictures
• Maybe next year...
• Same corner...

The surf may wash away the sandcastles, but the ocean with its deep blue memory remembers.