I want nothing between me and the experience -- except maybe air, skin or protective gear (latex, helmet, you get it....)
Thursday, July 13, 2006
I lied
Right now, I do want more between me than just latex. I want to be swathed in something fragile and light and weightless and surrounded only by the happy sounds of locusts humming in the July heat and a small dog crunching something smelly in the grass nearby....
Longest I've spent anywhere on this planet, but I like living on the edge of the cliff. Flying is just down the road but I'm still in the "country." Got my garden, got my pets, got my treehouse -- I've wanted to live in one of those since reading "The Swiss Family Robinson." Got a generous, gorgeous and funny man who loves me.
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