A soft sunrise blush sweeps across the thick cloud covered
sky bringing back memories of mornings hitch hiking down the California coast
in the 60’s mesmerized by the never ending flow of perfect waves. It was the end of my summer following the
crops in Washington State, working farms and living in bunkhouses. I was about to turn 20, so it was a summer of
searching for me. Flying to LA today I
feel the same wonder and excitement as we fly west into the ever present blush
of sunrise. Someday I’ll ride the never
ending trail of sunrises as I hitch hike through the Milky-way following the
star crops and living on distant planets mesmerized by my never ending journey. Feel my smile!
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