Fraying times and faded jeans…..

I’ve got some unmet hunger for vacation and no windows in this wall of work to climb through and feed it so I sent my imagination on a relief mission and it returned with a smell plucked right from a sweet spot in my childhood ….the smell of old weathered rope creaking friendly beneath the tall tree…

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Feels like growing young….

I’m into something real, that has my heart grinning surprised, my world a little rocked by this wild, brave,  fear-defying adventure i’ve been wilding for my whole life long, and didn’t have a clue, so simple and subversive, this business of forgiveness, that frees me up  when I go there instead of numbing or running (oh how often I…

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