Skye's latest entry
Newcastle, Ireland
I can see the beach from my window, sitting on my bed. It's raining outside and misty over the ocean. I can't see the lighthouse but I can see the light, flashing. I close my eyes and listen to the waves, and the wind, and the seagulls. It's just perfect and I feel at home and at peace. I think I know what this means!
I haven't watched tv …
Tristan Viscarra Rossel I had not bookmarked this -- but I have found it again -- please keep writing!