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Wildwood Daze
WILDWOOD DAZE April 7, 2011 at 1:19pm WILDWOOD DAZE.. As I ride this clanking some what rocky bus we know as New Jersey Transit I ponder my destination, while I joy ride to sunlit beaches and do wop dreams that can only be WILDWOOD. I sit here fighting that draining tired feeling that always tries to steal my sunshine. I will NOT allow it, for I am on my way to SANCTUARY. AH' Sweet sanctuary the smell of the boardwalk , beaches laden with jelly fish and the call of the fudgie wugie man waits for me. The smell of my childhood vacations, nostalgia flows through my senses as if I were ten again. I may be inspired to write a brilliant Shakespearian piece on my way to Cape May County, who really knows. What I do know is , I want to run my toes through the glistening sand , have seaweed wash past me as I yell " AH SEAWEED" Eat funnel cake and Curly fries slurp down clams and play putt putt ride the biggest coaster they have all while staying a t a two star motel from 1964. Where I can bring back my youth as I forget the crime ridden abode I call my home. Breath in salt air , jump through a crashing wave as it washes my troubles away, if only for a few days As a footnote.....I wrote this about 4 years ago on my way to Wildwood NJ....On the 2 hour bus ride...lol. Thank you...for reading :)i
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