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Why am I never at a place like this?
Why am I always in a dark room typing?
We all make our choices,
and I have to live with mine.
Maybe…
Too many ‘maybes.’
I need one ‘can.’
I ‘can’ escape to the tropical island.
I’ll throw my computer
into the depths
of the blue, green ocean.
Sounds good to me.
Sounds like a plan.
Never stop writing, your subconious mind needs to keep flowing, At
night carry a note pad. Your inner mind tells you the story and where
you are going it may not be the trueth but give ideas of where you are
Darryl Ehlers
tropical island for lazing
about
dark room for concentration
tropical island
for relaxation
Ron
but leave that computer behind.
There's enough trash in the ocean already,
so treat mother nature kind.
Love ya!
Jane