So I guess Summer has just about turned her back on us. Lingering for so long then just heading off in a rush. I will be waiting. In the meantime, I have a sweater on.
(Source: mynameisandy, via thesunsetsessions)
Its my name: Marisa means "of the sea". I suppose it is suiting. I have always loved reading old diaries of distant lives. Here you can read my ongoing story, a log of riding a log (if you will) with musings, tales, poetry, jargon, secrets, cliches, whatnots and other pieces of my day. So next time you are stuck indoors, pull up a warm chair and read about the simple happenings of my life in the Pacific Ocean.
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November 13, 2012
October 1, 2012
September 24, 2012
March 10, 2012
Last night I had a dream I was on MadMen. For school internship credit I went back in time (totally no big deal—kinda like studying abroad) and was studying the cultural dynamics of that time period in the work place. I had to blend in and become part of the system: not an easy task in an environment wrought with inequalities and foul play. But most of my worries went toward picking out an outfit…
