I like to work til my fingers bleed or my brain which ever comes first. Dance in my living room, get lost in the woods, pass out by the camp fire & burn my feet, fall in the creek & get soaking wet. Drink til I'm sober, laugh til I bust, but most of all wake up still breathing every day. I like to think I appreicate the things most of us take for granted but then again what do I know? Well... lets just say "I'm workin on it"
The great Big Black Things that have loomed against the horizon of my life, threatening to devour me, simply loomed & nothing more. The things that have really made me miss my train have always been sweet, soft, pretty, pleasant things of which I was not in the least affraid.
Elbert Hubbard
Elbert Hubbard
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- ALBUM Paradise City Smokin! 7/19/08















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