by .:Transferring:. » Sat Feb 05, 2011 4:07 pm
"Newcomer?" Ghost was puzzled for a moment. Then she understood "it was a while ago," she said, trying to remember the cat. "Silas, yes, thats what his name is. He still walks this forest, where i do not know." She nodded thoughtfully.
Surfer ChicaOut of the water, I am nothing.
Surfing is for life.
It's like the mafia, once you're in,
you're in.
It's all about where your mind's at.
When I surf, I tend to think the
world ain't such a bad place after all.