12:54
I just watched Twenty-seven fly out the window, out the window and over the trees. Now Twenty-eight comes in, pulls up a chair and begins to sit with me for the next year. We talk about the coming year and what lay down the road and just around the bend. But Twenty-eight knows the future no better then Twenty-seven and all the years that came before.
Twenty-eight. 28. Toowenty ate.
posted by Corey at 9:54 PM
6 Comments:
happy beee-day
&
merry christmas
Happy Birthday, Corey.
I pray that you find 28 marked by fullness... rich and potent, colourful and deep, steeped in joy and peace.
Oh, and maybe fewer butts. Your lungs are a year older too ;)
thanks for the well wishes.
unfortunately those arent my cig butts. i say unfortunately because i thoroughly enjoyed my smoking years. but no agreement could be made between my lungs and the smoke i was pulling into them, so i had to give up something i still miss to this day.
se la vi.
BAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I need to come visit you out there again..... this time no bicycle. well maybe i should just so we can putt around
Only you could make smokes look soo good! I hope you are doing well. Happy belated bday.
Also, I'm doing a website redesign for school on an existing Advocacy site. I was curious if you could think of any cool causes/sites that I could use.
take care,
Laura
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