I was just picturing the perfect woman, she'd be there with slate grey eyes, a strong and free spirited demeanor, a wit that could cut steel, and a devilish smile. Into a Ma & Pa 24hr diner I would enter, and her image would burn itself into my memory. I would lose myself in that moment, the exact moment that our eyes would meet. A transfusion of soul would occur and we would each lose a part of our spirit to the other in a reverse osmosis manner.
Another Random thought:
I remember as a child hearing my father recite in a voice that i equated with god's, "I feel too strong to war with mortals, bring me Giants!". His vivacity and undauntable zeal for life, reassured me, as a child, that there must be something out there worth suffering all the pains and humilitions of life. In the end all the sweet aromas from the roses cannot compare to the stings of their thorns.
Another Random thought:
I remember as a child hearing my father recite in a voice that i equated with god's, "I feel too strong to war with mortals, bring me Giants!". His vivacity and undauntable zeal for life, reassured me, as a child, that there must be something out there worth suffering all the pains and humilitions of life. In the end all the sweet aromas from the roses cannot compare to the stings of their thorns.