I feel heckled by life.
This day began, and is almost past. Not sure why my thoughts bounced to the things it did--God, history, exhaustion, cohesion.
A crumbled cloud,
am I.
Days 6-8: Moving
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If you were to choose the elements of a perfect place to live, you might be
like a deer caught in headlights. Sometimes, you have to go somewhere else
to s...
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My dad started a blog for his personal musings. Thought you might like this one...
http://thegoateskids.blogspot.com/2009/07/god-on-mute.html#comment-form
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