"Like Sands Through the Hourglass, So are the Days of Our Lives"
Make that, "Like Sands Trickling Through my Cute 'Tropical Island Pink' Painted Toes, So are the Days of Our Lives." Yes, it's Internet Cafe time again. Come read how I managed to link something spiritual to lounging around in white sand reading novels and drinking Icees for a week. By the way, I still can't stop thinking about the island, and even as I wrote about the vacation, I got all sidetracked by looking at Google pics of the island itself. Someone slap me back to reality.