
I’m currently chatting with an old high school friend about upcoming Red Rock concerts, as well as savoring the occasional Bottle Cap. I continue to tell myself that I’ve got to crawl through the mud in order to realize my dream. And it’s not as though I don’t understand this boring fact, it’s just that I wish I had something much more productive to do than to ramble about my insignificant day.
God willing the sun will come up again tomorrow and with it hopes for a more challenging set of circumstances.
2 comments:
Flowers have to go through dirt to bloom.
Flowers also need sunshine.
Ain't no sunshine here.
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