I Dream of Water
Jun. 20th, 2002 09:11 amI sit here at work, surrounded by mailings to promote artists who are nothing but corporate commodities to people who probably aren't concerned and can't be bothered with listening to the music I'm pushed to send out ASAP, and all I can dream about is water ~ crashing on the shores, bubbling in peaceful ponds cooled by dense plant growth, coursing determinedly over stones and dried wood, threading out across the mountains into lush valleys....
I want to be in the water, beside the water, near the water.
We are now in a severe drought alert here in SC. I haven't seen rain in weeks. It's depressing to see the sun every single day...to be locked in this antiseptic office only to walk out into the glaring oppression of the relentless heat and cloudless sky.
A local radio station is running a contest today where the 93rd caller wins a 4 or 5 day trip to Cancun. When I hear the song of the day, I'm calling...as frantically as I can. I want to run off to where the water is clear turquoise and the sand is fine and white.
I really need to immerse in water and forget the world.
I want to be in the water, beside the water, near the water.
We are now in a severe drought alert here in SC. I haven't seen rain in weeks. It's depressing to see the sun every single day...to be locked in this antiseptic office only to walk out into the glaring oppression of the relentless heat and cloudless sky.
A local radio station is running a contest today where the 93rd caller wins a 4 or 5 day trip to Cancun. When I hear the song of the day, I'm calling...as frantically as I can. I want to run off to where the water is clear turquoise and the sand is fine and white.
I really need to immerse in water and forget the world.