Sometimes I wonder how my perfectly planned life became so perfectly un-planned. The only thing I know for certain is that tomorrow, I will be waking up in Portland. I suppose even that is a crap shoot, but the odds are pretty darn good, and for now, that's enough.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Good to Remember
Help me to remember I am only light borrowing this flesh for one brief moment, one brief life
3 comments:
Good to remember all the time.
Very good to remember. Thank you.
Indeed.
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