March 9, 2011

There’s nothing better than walking to work and hearing a familiar sound of a bird cooing that sends you back to long ago memories. If I close my eyes I could picture myself laying out on the dock, could feel the warmth of the sun hitting my body. I could hear the water laping against the dock and shore and every once in awhile I could hear the roar of a boat engine or jet skis passing by…

But all too quickly, someone calls my name and I’m back in Texas. Killeen, Texas. Reality sucks… Until I can get back to the river, I guess I’ll just have to deal with hearing the coo of a bird that sends me back to my favorite place on earth.

I mean seriously, wouldn’t you want to look at this all day?!

I still have a dream of retiring here…


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