blessed are the iPhone-less, for they shall inherit the earth…so says Ted
so far my non-existent sense of direction is at a loss having lost its crutch of the last few years
but i’m sure my monthly bill will thank me for it.
i miss bellewood. miss my boys.
but i wouldn’t trade any of that for the world.
well, pieces…but it wouldn’t be the same without those.
it confuses my logical sensibilities when people choose to put themselves in the most asinine situations
and boggles my mind when God kisses our self-inflicted bruises
edging us away from ourselves
and toward better things
while we claw and scream
and then we ask why he hurts us.