A conversation between me and the backpack today:
Me: You´re a part time lover and a full time friend. The monkey on your back is the latest trend. I don´t see what anyone can see, in anyone else, but you.
Backpack: I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of the train. I kiss you all starry eyed my body swingin´side to side. I don´t see what anyone can see, in anyone else, but you.
Me: Here is the church and here is the steeple. We sure are cute for two ugly people. I don´t see what anyone can see, in anyone else, but you.
Backpack: Pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive. So why can´t you forgive me? I don´t see what anyone can see, in anyone else, but you.
Me: I will find my niche in your car. With my mp3, DVD, rumble pack guitar. I don´t see what anyone can see, in anyone else, but you.
Backpack: Up up down down left right left right B A start. Just because we use cheats doesn´t mean we´re not smart. I don´t see what anyone can see, in anyone else, but you.
Me: You are always tryin´to keep it real. I´m in love, with how you feel. I don´t see what anyone can see, in anyone else, but you.
Backpack: We both have shiny happy fits of rage. You want more fans, I want more stage. I don´t see what anyone can see, in anyone else, but you.
Me: Don Quixote was a steel driving man. My name is Jess and I´m your biggest fan...
And so on. We hiked 30 km today. I´m already crazy to begin with. I love Deuter. I love my backpack. It causes me absolutely no back pain.
-J
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5 comments:
Jess..your writing ability shines through each time you write.
I have been following the journey of Jess and Beck. Amazing!!!
The photo's show the hardships you must endure at times..hope you are having fun..:)
PS..we were looking at homes in Stittsville..:)))
Sounds like you've lost it. Time to come home :)
I knew you'd find someone...or something else. *Sob*
just don't go shaking a little turd out of the bottom of your pants!
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