<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/8836798?origin\x3dhttp://nomadrose.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>

Monday, January 31, 2005

kind of longing day....

"Woke up this morning
a rainbow filled the sky.
Woke up this morning
a rainbow filled the sky.
So long old friends
when will we meet again
so long old friends
when will we meet again
I don't know I don't know
but I guess I'll see you then.
Well I'm gonna pack my old guitar
move on down the road
i'm gonna pack my old guitar
move on down the road
where I go I don't know but I guess I've got to go."
(Jack Johnson & g. love)
Today it snowed and I longed to drive down to the beach. I miss breathing in the salt air and feeling the foggy breeze on my skin. I miss the sound of water crashing and gulls in the air. I miss rusty bikes and flip flops in january.
Can you tell I am land locked? Can you tell it is winter in the midwest? Can you tell I don't belong here...