Hello friends,
Wake, nomad. Days spent traveling the ground remind me of my love for wandering. Especially the desert. I love the desert. I always misspell it, because I was told in youth that you spell dessert with 2 ss because you want 2 of them, but desert with 1 s because you only want to go through it once. Despite my sweet-tooth, I could never keep them straight. Ok, you caught me, that was a lie for dramatic effect.... my spelling is impecable. But there's something about the harsh vastness. The landscape, barren of artifice, provides a more direct connection to the backbone of the universe than a showier, livelier scene.
Sleep now,
walter
Wake, nomad. Days spent traveling the ground remind me of my love for wandering. Especially the desert. I love the desert. I always misspell it, because I was told in youth that you spell dessert with 2 ss because you want 2 of them, but desert with 1 s because you only want to go through it once. Despite my sweet-tooth, I could never keep them straight. Ok, you caught me, that was a lie for dramatic effect.... my spelling is impecable. But there's something about the harsh vastness. The landscape, barren of artifice, provides a more direct connection to the backbone of the universe than a showier, livelier scene.
Sleep now,
walter