I really can't tell what's beautiful anymore. I passed two young fellows on the street the other day. I know who they are, they work for the garage. They're not churchgoing, either one of them, just decent rascally young fellows who have to be joking all the time, and there they were, propped against the [...]
Tag: inspiration
somewhere new, someplace safe: a prayer of coming home
The seafaring pirate has found their treasure and conquered the seas to come back home. The wayfaring adventurer has discovered their lost lands and blazed the trails to come back home. It's over. The adventure has wound down and now it's time to come home. I reflect on the words I wrote the day I [...]
