|From February 12, 2012|
When I am not at work, I am essentially alone down here on Topsail. The only problem with that is a gigantic one: I miss my daughter like I can't even say. That's not a problem that's easily stepped over, but aside from it, there is no problem. I'm good with being alone and with being on my own. In fact, in so many ways, it seems to me I'm better this way. Anyway, I have come to realize that life is for the birds. They, like my best buddies the turtles, have this evolution gig totally under control. They make it work, and they make me envious some days. On Sunday, I took a ride down to Surf City and froze my own tail feathers off while I watched the birds play with the wind. From the driver's side of my little VW, I experienced the greatest lesson in poetry yet. I love the way seagulls make good use of our rules and the pelicans just plain go.