The Good Stuff.

There cannot be enough said for simple, sane conversations that bring life into focus, the kind of conversations that feel more like conversion than just conversing.

The same goes for eucalyptus trees blowing in the wind, rubber duckies in the front yard, next door neighbors who aren’t ashamed of their grunge roots and the last but certainly not least walks down hidden gravel roads in the middle of the city while listening to the last 3 minutes of the Grateful Dead’s “Mississippi Half-Step Uptown Toodeloo” (the live version from Dicks Picks Vol. 1).

It’s all just good. Very, very good.


Blogger wilsonian said...

Nice to hear that it is well with you. :)

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