You man my most precious immovable stubborn creatures. You the fixer of things not broken, the giver of advice not needed. Oh, you great creature how you need to roam the earth doing for the sake of doing, searching elsewhere when the best is always with you, the need to believe you can still do things beyond your capacity. How you are cherished in you need to forever keep trying to recapture the former glory of a long forgotten youth....TODAY, YOU REST..
And so we heeded the Lord's message not because he spoke to us but we were f***in tired from driving 8 hours that seem like 80.
Saturday, August 18, 2012
And the Lord sayeth.....
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Where are you? Enough rest for you!
ReplyDeleteThanks for this latest blog, John! I'm loving reading your posts and following your travels as you make your way north! xo B :)
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