I want a vacatation,

wash away my worries of today,

and let my agendas fall to the floor.

I want to breath warm air,

baske in the sun of tomorrow,

and let my insecurites melt.

I want to bath in the ocean,

drown my anxieties,

and bury my cheque book in the sand.

I need a vacation.

03/31/2004

Posted on 04/01/2004
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