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Someday I'll be famous. Or all powerful. All y'all'll be under my sway. Don't fear... I'll be a benevolently lazy dictator - once I shake my crippling addiction to commas.
Tuesday, 25 February 2014
Sunshine
Warm white sand. The muted susurration of the roiling ocean. A hammock with just the right ratio of sun to dappled shade. A good book - your choice of thought provoker, page turner, or trashy novel. Time enough to evaluate the age old question: do cocktails taste better out of a coconut or a pineapple?
OK so that's not really a story but more of a setting, but with the manky weather we're going through, can you blame me for fond memories of our Christmas holiday. This is also not the first time I've used this picture before, because it so perfectly encapsulates my thinking of holidays on the beach. The topic for this week's Five Sentence Fiction was Sunshine. My answer to the question is: I need government funding to explore this complex issue in enough detail to be sure.
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