...I was thinking.

Sunday, February 25, 2007

As I'm sailing along & chatting small talk in my staccato manner,
Nothings really going in.
Forget the beauty of the surroundings.
The peacefulness.

Pretty & interesting she is.

Whether it's part of me being slightly smitten, or as I watch, the other side of me in the back of my head saying , " that's nice. I wonder if I could get away with that?".
The day gave me a few those dazed awakening, day dream moments, where you blink & think " what was I doing ?"

Not unpleasant , but a part recalls my thought pattens & still screams " wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong."