i miss crete.
i miss waking up to the stench of last nights unwashed dishes. i miss the long windy walk on the beach to the school. and watching the susan sarandon make me my feta, olives and bacon breakfast crepe. i miss connie making me coffee at 10, with a biscuit from dekatria on the side. i actually do miss how hard the course and the work was. and i miss kristy and i being silly at the most inappropriate times.
i miss the beach and that first time swimming in the buff. and that last evening at the (makeshift) fourseasons with the two, finally in light moods after passing the course,
greece made me feel like i was encased in an energy, constantly. and i was extraordinarily happy there. head-in-the-clouds-toes-in-the-sand-mythos-in-hand kind of happy.
and while i am so lucky, luck does not nullify massive yearning.
i miss waking up to the stench of last nights unwashed dishes. i miss the long windy walk on the beach to the school. and watching the susan sarandon make me my feta, olives and bacon breakfast crepe. i miss connie making me coffee at 10, with a biscuit from dekatria on the side. i actually do miss how hard the course and the work was. and i miss kristy and i being silly at the most inappropriate times.
i miss the beach and that first time swimming in the buff. and that last evening at the (makeshift) fourseasons with the two, finally in light moods after passing the course,
greece made me feel like i was encased in an energy, constantly. and i was extraordinarily happy there. head-in-the-clouds-toes-in-the-sand-mythos-in-hand kind of happy.
and while i am so lucky, luck does not nullify massive yearning.
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