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A Fishes Tale

Monster in the water, this scaley beast I know! The first sight of the creature surely did set the pace, for I reeled and reeled, ready to see its face. Grimly divided from the breast below, now that on dry land does dost go? With a scaled body and most ridiculous pace, gill over gill, bringer of grace. Long-finned, strong, upright, unwet, slow, as you try to hide among the deep ebb and flow. The battle goes on, the tide and the mood have set and the beast I dost battle, will soon find my net. A worthy adversary you were, and the fight is soon done. You won’t be the one who got away, you’ll be the one that I won. Hoisted on land, an old friend you fought well, and your legend will live on in a fishes tale.

Where the Pavement Ends

The great vast desert. Most of us are so used to the regular grind and hustle of modern life that we oftentimes tend to forget that places like this even exist. To some, the desert may be the last place on earth they would ever want to experience and to others, it’s a hot sandy adventure waiting to happen. While this kingdom of terrain alone is difficult to traverse, tearing up the dirt and rocks in a 4×4 is far easier, not to mention a day well spent. When it’s time to go home, I struggle with the thought of leaving this mysterious nothing behind. If only I could hail a cab back in the city and tell them to drop me off where the pavement ends.

You’ll Find Me Lakeside with Pickles and Moonshine

It’s the simpler things in life that seem to stand out the older we get. You’re less impressed by technology and just appreciate the good old things that built the memories you’re so fond of. I don’t know about you but I’d trade my smart phone and laptop right now if I could instantly be teleported back to the days of my youth and experience any one of my fondest memories. Swinging on tire swings, living life by campfire, swimming under the moonlight, up all nighters, endless hikes. On second thought, the more I think about it, I don’t think I have the energy to keep up with my younger self. Guess I’ll have to go with the next best thing. If you need me, you’ll find me lakeside with pickles and moonshine.

Cooking in the clouds

Have you ever cooked in the clouds? Watching the clouds trickle across the sky is like watching a TV episode that never airs reruns. It’s always new and original and you can never be sure of what the mysterious skies will show you next. Just like snowflakes, every cloud is different. You can lay out in your backyard and even though you know where you are, you can easily get lost in the clouds that sail by overhead. Oh luxurious cloud, with folds so soft and fair, swimming across the sky without the slightest care. Their fleeces are drenched in sunlight, while below the shadowy vale of cloud cover creeps ever slowly. If you can paint with all the colors of the wind surely you can cook with all the ingredients you can find hidden in the clouds.

Another Day

When the sun goes down, it’s like the day is resetting itself. While stunningly beautiful, the sunset itself is something that we all take for granted because it’s nothing truly amazing really. In fact, every one of us can witness it nearly every day if we wanted to. However, sometimes you can catch the sky just right as the reset happens, creating a glitch effect. The clouds wave in and out as if the viewer is beginning a euphoric trip in reality. Just before the sun crests over the mountain range in the distance, even it seems to be stuck in some sort of distortion. While the trees remain untouched, they will slowly fade to black, and soon everything else around it. It was all just another big reset.