The one thing everyone's forgetting is that the more time you spend someplace, the less you enjoy it- the gorgeous sunset over the lake in the backyard just becomes the backyard after a while.
My ship she has a rudder, but I don’t know where to steer
BahamaBreeze wrote:We lived in Hawaii, and the island ran on island time most of the time.
Island time isn't what its cracked up to be when you are on the waiting end.
A wise PH once told me a story, and when he first told me it I didn't get it....(PH911).....We were talking about that OPH.....and I said to him that i'd love to find it someday....He told me to stop looking for a place, that it didn't have to be a place at all...that it was where your heart felt safe....and now that I think about it...how true....
Kinda like everyone has thier own idea of what thier own "Margaritaville" is.....but I say never stop searching for it....and when you find it....NEVER let it go....
just MHO
"But there’s this one particular harbor so far but yet so near"