Just Talking to Myself. A Collection of Uncensored, Unadulterated Thoughts.
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Memories 5
At times we would walk off the path and end up in the middle of no-where. Pardon the hair - its called "cap-hair". In the background is LongSleddale Ridge. Magnificent. We were to end up there on the third day.
A cynic not by nature but because of the experiences of life. Likes to take things slow ,easy and as they come. Enjoys a good book and the quiet company of myself. Loves alcohol to a fault.
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