Wednesday, January 27, 2010

i wanna grow old without the pain

jess' crisis moment encouragement and voice of reason, brother ogle's guidance, driving west as the sun inches up into the sky coloring it orange and pink and purple piece by tiny piece in the rearview, my life's pieces falling slightly more into place, realizing that hour upon hour of monotonous travel time actually makes for perfect prayer space, watching the mountains rise up from the piedmont, and a deadweight fall into gilmores and my bed.

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