Tuesday, August 02, 2005
Back in the office
The soft withered solitude of Ella’s voice plays in the background as spirals of heat dance in the trees. My mind drifts back to another time, another place.
I have been back less then two full days and my chair feels tight, desk confined. Nose marks are left on my office window from the number of times I have looked out it. The sprit of Steinbeck’s French poodle Charlie has gotten hold of me. There is always a better place to be then here, no matter where I am.
There is comfort in recounting my top five (in no particular order):
Halifax Nova Scotia
Poi Po Hawaii
Colorado Springs Colorado
Posted by p2 at Tuesday, August 02, 2005