harboring affection

so as i sit here and work on my presentation for the conference, i cannot help myself but look out over the harbor here in baltimore.  i love the water.

something peaceful with grey skies and the promise of rain in a port town.  you know how there are some people who are plains people, or mountain people, or woods people?  well, i am an ocean kind of people.

it wasn't until my teen years that i was introduced to the great waters and the chill in the air, that salty smell, the sound of the lapping waves.  i love it.  it touches my soul and makes me breathe deeply.  it's hard to work with a view like this.

on the massage front: still waiting.  so, t, i stick my tongue out at thee, at least until i get that massage!