Reflections from the life and times of Mr. Smith. There I was in Fiji, looking for that girl, I met on the beach, so many years ago. I must have only been about five years old. I waddled out across the sand, and I saw the ocean for the first time. And I saw her. The ocean paled in comparison. Her beauty was beyond description. It was so indescribable, I couldn’t describe it. By the way…what does indescribable mean? I pondered this, as I sat on the beach. Staring at the ocean. In Fiji. So far from home. Home…the thought of home made me pause and reflect. If home is where the heart is, my home is on the beach. Here in Fiji, with that girl. Alas, I fear she is no more. For I have looked upon this beach for too long. I have searched in vain. I must again make my home, away from my heart. (The music swells. I suddenly feel like an old romantic.) I hop on a plane and head home. The plane ride was long. Very long. Very, very long. So long I fell asleep. And then it felt very short. How strange.
Thus ends this week’s reflections. And then my mirror image disappeared.
Reflections from the life and times of Mr. Smith: A reflection on life. Life. Okay, let’s move on to something else. I am feeling very philos…philosifi…philosofu…philosophical! Yes! I decided to go for a walk. But it was more like a ride. I was testing my new roller skates. They don’t work very well if a wheel falls off. Fact. The skin from my knees is on the sidewalk still. I must get some makeup to cover it up. I decided to go ask one of my friends for some makeup. This time I asked one of my male friends. He said to wear long pants. I said, the sidewalk can’t wear long pants. He’s not my friend anymore. I pondered this all afternoon. All evening. All night. All the net morning. All the next afternoon. All of the next night. I decided, it wasn’t worth all the pondering. I pondered pondering. Pondering itself is rather strange. But then I thought to myself, where would the world be without bellybuttons? But then I was compelled to realize, I am an idiot.
Thus ends this week’s reflections. And then my mirror image disappeared.
Thus ends this week’s reflections. And then my mirror image disappeared.
Reflections from the life and times of Mr. Smith: A reflection on life. Life. Okay, let’s move on to something else. I am feeling very philos…philosifi…philosofu…philosophical! Yes! I decided to go for a walk. But it was more like a ride. I was testing my new roller skates. They don’t work very well if a wheel falls off. Fact. The skin from my knees is on the sidewalk still. I must get some makeup to cover it up. I decided to go ask one of my friends for some makeup. This time I asked one of my male friends. He said to wear long pants. I said, the sidewalk can’t wear long pants. He’s not my friend anymore. I pondered this all afternoon. All evening. All night. All the net morning. All the next afternoon. All of the next night. I decided, it wasn’t worth all the pondering. I pondered pondering. Pondering itself is rather strange. But then I thought to myself, where would the world be without bellybuttons? But then I was compelled to realize, I am an idiot.
Thus ends this week’s reflections. And then my mirror image disappeared.
Again, no picture this time. Old Un-Faithful has decided not to let me access any of my picture files. Errg. So, anyway, have a good week everyone. Over'n'out.
3 comments:
That's great, Elisabeth!
So, is he searching for the blond native?
Well, he didn't find her THIS time, but you'll just have to wait and see what happens next... :)
cool template...
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