corso and coarse leavings

[lucidii]

Spirit
is Life
It flows thru
the death of me
endlessly
like a river
unafraid
of becoming
the sea

corso epitaph.

so I leave for Scotland ... tomorrow. My new life begins. I am terrified and eager. I want to hide. But there's nothing left here. I have to go. I'm going.

Comments

[bemyheroine]

good luck!

[anonymous]

Aww but if you leave tomorrow you probably won`t get my letter! Crap, I was barely too late!

[lucidii]

No -- I got it. The Universe wanted it to happen. I sent one in return, by the way. :)

[boldasluv]

You are forever in my thoughts and prayers. Just know that an ocean isn't enough to break our bond, because I'm pretty sure that even if you lived on the moon I'd still be mad about you. Keep in touch and share all of the new and wonderful aspects of your life with me. This is going to be an adventure... but then again I would expect no less from one of my Navajo girls. Much love!