I’d rather swallow a revolver…

July 9, 2007 — Leave a comment

…than to stay here for too much longer.

I do tend to exaggerate things a bit, but it really is a wasteland here.

I need the trips to Florida every now and then to put things into perspective.

Good times, old friends, nostalgia highs, and mended fences.

What else could you want from a road trip to Florida?

Nothing significant has transpired since I last wrote here.

I have starting (or restarted rather) keeping a real pen and paper journal, so my blogs will probably diminish somewhat.

I’ve spent too much time backing down from controversy.

Maybe a few enigmatic statements could shake things up.

My journey through the desert is almost complete

An oasis appeared,

But soon became clear

The water, in fact, dust,

My mouth though, sewn shut,

Left me unrefreshed,

In fact, blinded instead,

And it is only by grace that now I can see.

Anyway, t-minus 3 weeks and counting.


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I'm an avid reader, musician, and high school Bible teacher living in central Florida. I have many paperback books and our house smells of rich glade air freshners. If you want to know more, then let's connect!

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