I miss the desert. I miss the warm sunny dry heat. I miss the nothingness of the days. Here's what I miss:
No agenda.
A walk that is self determined beginning and end.
A clutterless environment.
No TV or Cable or Wifi to connect to.
My Grandmother down the street.
Slipping in and out of the healing mineral water, with nowhere to be and nowhere else to go.
Delicious. As delicious as a glass of honeydew melon juice.
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