Tag: sea

Gone Fishin’
Gone fishin’
The sun blazed down, as any truly self-respecting sun should.
You might go fishing.
We still believe in getaways.
What is the solution to life?
Gone Fishin’
And so it was every day.
It seemed to never change.
When nobody was around they had had many things to laugh about together.
Let’s get out of here.
I selected two photos and threw the rest away again.
There was always something extra he could do for someone.
I thought time had flown.
It’s a bit late to make a federal case of it now.
I should be more wary, have less faith in people.
There is room here.
Don’t tell me what to do.
And he looks happy just to have this little conversation.
Of course, it is completely absurd.
No more maybe.
I’ll be right there. Sit tight. I’m on my way.
You’re saying those voices I heard were nothing?
“I think I’ll go back to bed now,” she says.
I see that your darkness is somewhat useful to you.
This is the last place you and I will call home.
He sensed his own pity, not knowing why it was there.
What are you thinking?
It had no past.
I shall make something of it.
There’s something pure about it.
He always made sure they had a getaway plan.