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Saturday, February 18, 2012

Wishing

Today I'm wishing I was here.


I want to fall asleep underneath the stars to the sound of friends quiet voices. I want to wake up to the crows and the sound of the waves gently hitting the boat. I wan't to run through the sand barefoot and jump in the water for no apparent reason. I want to hike the rocks, and hunt for frogs, and cover my body with washable marker doodles. I want tubes, and taco salad, and sand castles.  Today I want to be in Lake Powell. Who's with me?



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