17 Oct 2000 @ 4:16 PM 

Tuesday –

Just some thoughts that I wrote down while driving around this summer.


He was mesmerized by the dust devils, like miniature stationary tornadoes. There were two near the highway, one on each side. With the desert heat, he thought of them as entrances to the netherworld, coughing up a plume of dust rather than brimstone.


There are many cities in the desert that post their elevation rather than the population on the city limits sign. I can only assume this is because the altitude outstrips the populace to such a degree that it looks much more impressive to outsiders.


That was the great irony of it all: As soon as there was no reason to hide, there was nothing left to be hidden.


Surviving isn’t living; it’s merely the stubborness of biology running long after your reason to live has departed.

Posted By: Gary
Last Edit: 06 Jun 2004 @ 06:44 PM

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