midnight_beach ljr the waves are not like me, they belong here. sand sticks to my feet as i dig my toes into the leftover heat of the day. behind me a man is playing a synthesizer and imitating joaquin sabina: it took me 19 days and 500 days to forget her. people are drinking. i am sucking the last of my mints and letting those waves lull me across to your shore. 100805 ... ljr of course, if i had reread i would have written 19 days and 500 nights, but haste haste. 100805 ... gja not sure if it was midnight but remember lying on a beach late one night. no moon. sand cooling. remember the stars being so sharp and vivid that after a time all perspective was gone. i could reach out and touch them. and i did. and i did. 100806 what's it to you? who go blather from