>feel the rain on your skin; no one else can feel it for you, only you can let it in; no one else, no one else can speak the words on your lips…
>…drench yourself in words unspoken
live your life with arms wide open
today is where your book begins
the rest is still unwritten
benji and i drove down to his little hometown of wimborne, dorset this weekend for the wimborne folk festival. met the friends he grew up with. met the parents. explored the nearby seaside beaches of bournemouth. examined with wide eyes the colours of the channel waters, climbed steep hills, gorgeous dips, and stoney shores of Durdle Door, sang along to pop music during the long car rides around, laughed a lot, cried a bit, ate vegetarian food…and ogled the Morris-dancing-freaks.
“you know, that Steffi Graf has quite the tush….I’M JUST SAYING!”