It seems my focus is always drawn to the hills standing in the way. Granted, the owderblue is peeking through. Yet, the pitch black and overcasting loom large. It seems like this is the fifty thousandth obstacle that stands between here and there. I know from listening to others that I’m to just keep going. … Continue reading
The foreshadowing of the weathervane alludes to a fictitious story that we’re about ready to concoct. Previewing data of the windspeed and direction from which the air blows, we’re quick to jump on the stormy bandwagon. Batten down the hatches, take down your kites, and make darn sure to remove the keys attached to any … Continue reading
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