It's Unimaginable To Me That I Wouldn't

Laughter Nibbled At My Lips Like Tiny Fish In Warm Water.

Perhaps The Most Important Thing We Can Ever Do In Our Lives Is Find A Way To Keep The Wild-both The Wild Inside And The Wild Outside Us-and Tap Into It.

I Felt Tears Sting Into My Eyes, And Took A Deep Swallow Of The First Champagne I Had Ever Tasted, Remembering That I Had Read Somewhere That The Monk Who Invented It Said, On First Tasting It, 'it Is Like Drinking Stars'.

Walter Loves The Sea, And I Need It In Some Elemental Way That I Cannot Even Come Close To Verbalizing. I Become Dim And Shriveled Somehow At My Very Core If I Am Away From The Sea Too Long. When I Return To It I Seem To Fill Up And Overflow With It, Soaking In The Vast, Sighing Wetness Of It Like A Parched Vine In A Long, Soft Spring Rain.

Didn't I Say I'd Always Be Your Same Stars? If You Get To Missing Me, Just Look Up.