Friday, July 22, 2005

Twighlight Reflection

As I was drifting off to sleep last night, I had a strange scene occupy my mind. It was basically a potato field in late summer, part of which was dug and part remained to be harvested. I could see the tire tracks of the tractor, digger and trucks. I could practically feel the freshly dug earth sinking under my step. Without getting overly sentimental, I think you know what I mean.

Anyway, at that moment it really hit me how far I am from all of that.

My thoughts at the moment: >:(


Blogger Sammy said... miss home a little, huh? i don't blame you a bit and we (at home) miss you, too. it's high summer here in the watermelon capital...smells like irrigation water and really HOT air! :))

12:00 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

Yes, the thing about nostalgia is that I can forget all the bad stuff. :)

9:21 PM  
Blogger Vicdamonjr said...


10:13 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The average temperature here for the last 3 weeks has been 107.

Also, you are lonely. So lonely.

6:05 PM  

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