I won't want to come home to face my real life.
Angel fish. Clown fish. Sea turtles.
I will not eat poi, however. Poi is nasty.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
The moon is a melting lozenge, a fuzzy cough drop, a liquid blind eye. In two days I fly off to Oahu where I will put on a mask and a snorkel and fins. (After you put on fins, you have to back into the water because it is way too hard to walk in fins while the waves mess you up). Then I will spend as much time as I can watching beautiful fishes. It is MAGICAL.
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Poi IS nasty.
I can't wait to hear allllllllll about it.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
love,
Rebecca
I wonder if you're snorkeling by now... sure hope if not now then momentarily!
Bren-XXXX to you and your fam. And the katz.
Dear Radish-oh yeah.
Laura-Bliss birthday I'm having.
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