Saturday, December 6, 2008

God followed me to the beach

I'm at the beach. I could die of happiness. All my closest friends are here and are in good spirits. Aside from a little too much indulgence of some fancy Italian liqueur RHG shared, I feel good. I love the beach, with its salty wetness and big wind and cold, cold nights.

I had a dream last night, another dream about meeting God here. I kept hearing his horrible whisperings in my head, and I think I kept Mr. J up with my rambling mutterings about the voice of ocean, but aside from all that I'm having a great time.

I'm not ready for it to end, but I suppose it must.


Addicted Rantings said...

Short and to the point. I love it. ~AR

And thank you for your kind words, we are all shaken up here but doing ok.

MargauxMeade said...

Hey Jade, I gave you an "honesty award." Check out today's post on my blog.

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