July 15th 2002 |
| I very much miss the ocean. I can smell it. salt and winnnnnnndddd. I swear there is a bit of ocean in my desk. I love the musky feel after a dip in the sea. grimy and salt flavored hair. I like to eat tendrils of my dreded ocean hair after a dip. ocean hair is beautiful. I was thinking about beauty and the beast, the oldskool version where val kilmer is the beast. his harelip and slit eyes and flowing hair are more beautiful than creepy. even the beast does not shy away from a beautiful maiden's touch. he does not run, yet accepts her touch, the first loving touch of a splendid creature with ease. Passion, my friend, and a bit of fear garnishes the gesture. but the beast does not flee. the beast does not pull away and cower in it's uglisness. it allows itself to be loved by the epitome of beauty for just one touch. damn, I envy them. I think I shall get my free dose of fairy tale at family video today. |
| Today's Deep Thought was sent to me by Shelby. She wrote this while at work. |