wanderlust
Jun. 25th, 2004 06:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zebralittle52I want to go down to Galveston, sit out on a rock in the middle of the water and listen as the world dissolves into nothing more than the crashing of waves and the call of the gulls. I want to feel the chill of foam splashing my fingers, the shiver of midnight sliding down my spine.
Instead, I have to work. Pay my bills, accept my responsabilities... and besides, the coast is nothing more than a swamp right now, pounded by rain and over run by mosquitoes.
But that doesn't stop the wistful wishes, and right now I wish it was midnight, and I was in Galveston.
Instead, I have to work. Pay my bills, accept my responsabilities... and besides, the coast is nothing more than a swamp right now, pounded by rain and over run by mosquitoes.
But that doesn't stop the wistful wishes, and right now I wish it was midnight, and I was in Galveston.
