Wednesday, July 06, 2005
I stick loneliness, your lips, and the two coins of my eyes, into my pocket
A Drive to Myself:
while driving home from the coast, I decided that where ever I wanted to stop I would. First, it was Cannon Beach. That town is so perfect. It was filled with people enjoying the outdoors and sipping cold drinks. Then was the gas station to fill up for my trip. The man was dressed in old-time clothes that made me feel very cultured and happy for some reason. After leaving the town, I stopped to view Hug Point. The breath-taking beauty was unimaginable as the sun broke through the clouds and reflected off of the depths of the water hundred of thousands of feet below. The sand looked white, the sea green, and the sky bluer than a turquoise stone. Next, I stoped at a County Partk to observe the World's largest Spruce tree. It was 209 feet tall, 56 feet in circumfrance, and over 750 years old. I stayed the longest at the foot of the tree, amazed at its age and grace as it cut through the tree-top canopy and overlooked the surrounding forest. Never have I been so baffled by nature and the ancientness of this world that seems so new to me.
Lastly, I pulled into a small berry stand to support the local organic farmers and enjoy a few fresh picked cherry's. The woman was cold and hard and probably too hot by the looks of it but I know she appreciated my business seeing as I almost died pulling into her stand at the spur of a moments notice.
In the between times I contemplated the things that I love in life, and the things that I hate. As well as the freedom I have that I never excercise like I did today. I came upon raging personal fits over the complete irony and obscene nature of fur coats (with reference to our obsession with shaving ourselves just to add a layer of someone elses hair) and puzzling discussions (one-way, of course) about how animals get to their natural habitat and stay there.
Overall, I spent 2.3 hours, 76 miles in complete silence, alone with my thoughts and urges and out came one of the more peaceful days of summer. I encourage you to do the same if ever the chance arises. ¶ 7:30 PM
while driving home from the coast, I decided that where ever I wanted to stop I would. First, it was Cannon Beach. That town is so perfect. It was filled with people enjoying the outdoors and sipping cold drinks. Then was the gas station to fill up for my trip. The man was dressed in old-time clothes that made me feel very cultured and happy for some reason. After leaving the town, I stopped to view Hug Point. The breath-taking beauty was unimaginable as the sun broke through the clouds and reflected off of the depths of the water hundred of thousands of feet below. The sand looked white, the sea green, and the sky bluer than a turquoise stone. Next, I stoped at a County Partk to observe the World's largest Spruce tree. It was 209 feet tall, 56 feet in circumfrance, and over 750 years old. I stayed the longest at the foot of the tree, amazed at its age and grace as it cut through the tree-top canopy and overlooked the surrounding forest. Never have I been so baffled by nature and the ancientness of this world that seems so new to me.
Lastly, I pulled into a small berry stand to support the local organic farmers and enjoy a few fresh picked cherry's. The woman was cold and hard and probably too hot by the looks of it but I know she appreciated my business seeing as I almost died pulling into her stand at the spur of a moments notice.
In the between times I contemplated the things that I love in life, and the things that I hate. As well as the freedom I have that I never excercise like I did today. I came upon raging personal fits over the complete irony and obscene nature of fur coats (with reference to our obsession with shaving ourselves just to add a layer of someone elses hair) and puzzling discussions (one-way, of course) about how animals get to their natural habitat and stay there.
Overall, I spent 2.3 hours, 76 miles in complete silence, alone with my thoughts and urges and out came one of the more peaceful days of summer. I encourage you to do the same if ever the chance arises. ¶ 7:30 PM
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You're a genius - It amazes me that you find Cannon Beach so enjoyable, though, because tourism seems to be it's main attraction. I agree though, I want to spend my time more like you do. Oh, yah, and I miss you - you should stop going away.
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