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By: ARIS,
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By: Paula Becker,
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Fact or Fiction? Where were you the last time you saw a shooting star and what did you wish for?
I kick my feet in the air and they land solid on my board. My right hand skims the water as I drop into the tube. Sea spray mists my face, salty and sweet. I think about all the surfers who have ever ridden this water. All the boats that ever sailed it too. I think about the ocean and the timelessness of it. That the sound of the surf, sea pounding sand, must be the oldest sound on Earth.
I love knowing the sea, something ancient, so intimately. Being right about a wave. Taking it. Touching the water as I carve, leaving a bit of me behind.
I glide into the soup. Hop off, grab my board and walk along the water’s edge. My feet sink into the wet sand. Whistles greet me on my stroll down the beach. Not knowing why, I smile and hunt for Sean in the waves. Feet slapping wet sand behind me makes my heart race and I turn around.
“Had to be the sweetest wave ever! You rode it like a pro,” Sean says, giving me a sideways hug. He takes the towel off his head.
“Let’s celebrate, Ash. Where to?” Sean unzips his wetsuit to just below his belly button and has a Tommy-Burger look in his eye. He frees his arms of neoprene, shakes his blonde hair. It freezes in the-I’ve-just-been-surfing-and-its-my-life look. He towels off his guns first, works his way to his six-pack, wraps the towel around his waist and slips out of his wet suit.
He’s hot, but best friends aren’t supposed to notice that. I absolutely love watching Sean dry off almost as much as much as watching him pull on his butt-sculpting jeans.
I look to the sea. The sunset casts an orange-purple glow to the sand and the beach sparkles in spots. “This’ll do.” The waves blown out now, everyone’s on shore.
The towel drapes over Sean’s head now. He peeks out from under it and says, “But we don’t have anything to celebrate with.”
“We have each other.” That came out wrong. Or, did it. He’s so smoking hot backlit by the setting sun.
Sean takes the towel off his head. He holds my hand. “Let’s go find a spot on the beach.”
A queasy kind of sickly feeling comes over me on our walk down the beach.
We sit in the sand for a long time without saying a word. Awkward. How is it people stay friends after they’ve done it? Never happened to me before Sean. Sand grinds between Sean’s hand and my thigh. “Come on Ash, for old times sake,” he whispers.
Sean leans toward me, pressing his body against mine. I lay down in the sand. It grinds into my hair when he kisses me, easy, slowly. I want to do it. Remember this time. Like a do-over. But I don’t want to be that girl any more. He plunges his tongue into my mouth. We kiss like old lovers. Perfect and sweet.
I wonder if I’ll ever know who I am after being who everyone else wants me to be. Do I even know how to be me?
A shooting star fades before falling into the Pacific. My alien Dear Abby says yes. I do. She believes in me. The stars save me again, from another mistake.
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Posted on 5/5/2010
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One of those nights. You know how it goes. Spent the first part of the night asleep trying to work out issues with the story I'm trying to tell. Trying to make the impossible possible. Tossing and turning until, I'm up. Really awake. I grab the glass by my bed. Gulp all the water down. Go to the kitchen open the refrigerator and pour some more out of the Brita. Amble back to bed. Pull the covers over me and stare up at the stars through our skylight. It's no use. I'm worried about my daughter. Can't get her off my mind. Want to make sure she's ok. Last time I had a feeling like this, exactly a week ago, she wasn't. So I shuffle out of bed and call her at 3AM, 11 AM in Italy. She's sounds great. Laughing, having a great time. I go back to bed. She's safe. I should be able to sleep. But, no. There's a new way to begin the story I have to jot down. There's things I can't forget to do in the morning. And I lay awake for hours. But, before morning comes, I look at the stars again. And in this little space of the gigantic universe, this little 2 foot by 5 foot slice of sky, I see the most beautiful, brilliant shooting star. It was the kind of shooting star meant for BIG dreams. The kind that meant to say that everything would be OK.
Which leads me to today's question...
By: 1questionaday,
on 5/5/2010
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Imagine
Where were you the last time you saw a shooting star and what did you wish for?
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By: Paula Becker,
on 8/13/2009
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The Perseid meteor shower…. Did any of you happen to go looking for meteors? I saw a few tonight, in just the short time I was out looking. Even with lights around, they were able to be seen.
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By: Laurel Gaylord,
on 1/3/2009
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She was resolved to accept the past and move on with her life.
She knew this was going to be her year. She was feeling lucky for some reason.
Well this went in a completely different direction than I had planned!
Sometimes my bag ladies have a mind of their own ;)
For Illustration Friday's prompt: resolve
graphite and colored pencil on paper bag
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Bellissimo. Tenero. Commovente. Mi piacerebbe tenere un tuo disegno in una mia stanza.
Brava!
Questo è un piccolo Aris?)))))))))))))))))))))))
Grazie :)
so cute!
Que bonitoooooooooooooooooo...... y esos animalitos son una ternuraaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..........