|Jan. 3rd, semper fi|
|"Elsewhere, stars are born. Other star systems - older, larger -
continue to breathe. The solar system dies of crib death. If that's
what it takes, then okay. If I must wait that long, then all right.
Because when I think of this, nothing is more desirable than the
hope of watching that last day when the sun flickers out, with you
beside me. We'll sit alone on a dark chunk of ice at the top of the
world, and the stars above, beyond and between us will never shine
brighter as we drift away into space."
The wildcards are dead.
Semper fi.. always faithfull.
|Comment |16-8-2004 | views 662|