January 05, 2004

ken's journey

Those of us glued to the net to make a living know how it feels to long for a journey of substance on dusty back roads and railroad tracks, to want to untangle ourselves from this Web, unhinge our minds and begin feeling again, feeling not with our heads, but with the soles of our feet.

That's how it was walking on the sand last week. Even though it was COLD sand, it was delightful simply to feel.