You guys are awesome! I miss you too... The past month has been absolutly fantastic.
Ok, I'm living and working directly across from the beach. In the mornings when I get up, I put on a swimsuit and wrap my bottom half in a towel and walk across to the beach, coffee and book in hand. I stay and read or swim for maybe an hour or so, comming back to the house to mellow out, get some grub, read some more and chitchat with whoever seems to be around... Midday holds lunch and maybe another swim and then at about fiveish I meander over to the office, barefoot and still wearing my swimsuit and towel to work for a few hours. My night lasts until maybe two am when I close up. I take another hour to chill and then I shower and change into pajamas and maybe get some more sleep... Only to wake up and do it all over again. Every day feels like a weekend. (and you guys think I actually work for a living)
Really my only complaint is that there isn't a hammock here.
~.^
Also,
My telephone is turned off at the moment. I'm paying off an outragous bill and that'll take me a few weeks. I'll let you know as soon as it's back on.
My email works and I can check that and ovbiously now I'm able to be back on this thing....
Life is good. I'm happy.
I've learned volumes about being here...
the main thing can be summed up in this.
There is no such thing as a problem
without a gift for you in it's hands.
You seek problems because you need thier gifts.
All enjoyment of the beach and the newly aquired mellowness asside, it's been very hard being here. Living communally brings it's share of challanges and there are always complications. It's been very very good. and exactly what I needed but not exactly the yummiest time. That's what makes it worth it.
.:Muah:.
Ok. That's all for now. More later.
Kisses.
~ Figment (I'm practing my art.)
Ok, I'm living and working directly across from the beach. In the mornings when I get up, I put on a swimsuit and wrap my bottom half in a towel and walk across to the beach, coffee and book in hand. I stay and read or swim for maybe an hour or so, comming back to the house to mellow out, get some grub, read some more and chitchat with whoever seems to be around... Midday holds lunch and maybe another swim and then at about fiveish I meander over to the office, barefoot and still wearing my swimsuit and towel to work for a few hours. My night lasts until maybe two am when I close up. I take another hour to chill and then I shower and change into pajamas and maybe get some more sleep... Only to wake up and do it all over again. Every day feels like a weekend. (and you guys think I actually work for a living)
Really my only complaint is that there isn't a hammock here.
~.^
Also,
My telephone is turned off at the moment. I'm paying off an outragous bill and that'll take me a few weeks. I'll let you know as soon as it's back on.
My email works and I can check that and ovbiously now I'm able to be back on this thing....
Life is good. I'm happy.
I've learned volumes about being here...
the main thing can be summed up in this.
There is no such thing as a problem
without a gift for you in it's hands.
You seek problems because you need thier gifts.
All enjoyment of the beach and the newly aquired mellowness asside, it's been very hard being here. Living communally brings it's share of challanges and there are always complications. It's been very very good. and exactly what I needed but not exactly the yummiest time. That's what makes it worth it.
.:Muah:.
Ok. That's all for now. More later.
Kisses.
~ Figment (I'm practing my art.)
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But you must do something about the hammock situation. Someday you'll regret not doing so.
Actually if the worst problem in your life is hammocks then life must really be sweet.