The ocean is my friend. The ocean is my primordial home. My retreat and my perspective and my sure and certain awareness of my most real self. And sometimes, the ocean gives a hint of the things it usually doesn't say. (Click on the picture to look at a slideshow of the most recent Eddie. For video, go here. This kind of power is what expletives are for. Use your own. I'm using mine.)
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Your comment made me cry.
Lori's talking about my comment over at her wonderfully giggly, warmly mothery, slightly watery blog. I love Lori's blog. After I read it I usually feel all waked up - like a person feels after a belly laugh - even if she's the one making me cry.
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