nataliepatricia
The dirt and mud are smeared across my face and arms..i can see the finish line; so close, yet so far. The garbage bag draped across my shoulders, acting as a cape flew high behind me. Oh camp days........
the sharp, crisp noise the chorus produced jumped quite into my heart. Reminiscing about my days in the choir, brought quick, salty tears running down my face.
I stepped out of the rusty trailer and looked around. Trees, trees, dirt, mosquitoes? Yes, mosquitoes. I was dreading the next two months here, stranded, maybe even alone.
The strings on my guitar were covered with a thin layer of gray dust. I brushed them slowly, one by one, and the particles that had inhibited the strings floated to the ground in a large, forgiving cloud.
I swept up the fabric from the shiny marble floor, and took a step back. Basking in the glory of what i saw, my heart went out as i realized this is my creation, my design. The precious gold fabric tightly stitched into the bodice and blown out dramatically at the bottom. This gown is my pride, my luxurious masterpiece.
My mind was spinning and the laughter was reaching a climax. I was looking beside me, Charles' face was bright red with hysterical laughter; seeing this i could not control myself any longer.
Sometimes when i want to think about something thats on my mind, i read. I read fiction and non, and my mind restlessly becomes awakened with an intense sensation of life, and thought. My mind runs wild, it runs free to think what i want.
Water. Liquid. Life. Thirst is why we drive ourselves to look better, feel better and live better lives. How so? Thirst makes us drink the essential substance that flushes toxins out of our body and fulfills us.
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