The water beckons...which is silly. It should KNOW I don't fish in the middle of the day. But if I don't get on the water soon, I'm going to go BANANAS!!!
Interminable days of sitting by this phone, waiting for the ring...waiting for the school to call, AGAIN...waiting for the next interesting guy or gal to call , never enough of those...watching the paint peel off the walls.
I suppose I could get on that laundry. YUCK! Or the vacuuming, for that matter. Double yuck! Come to think of it, this house could use some HELP! lmao
But, the water calls to me. My retreat, my therapy, my comunion with God. Next financial goal (pray to the phone sex gods) is a fishing kayak! Then I will no longer need a safe piece of secluded, accessible shoreline. I can hit the open water to fish, or just disappear for a couple of hours. Ahhhh, sweet freedom from the world!