i smelled him in the fruit trees
i went to mass this morning. the service was held on a serene stretch of shore under a massive tree. the pastor wore sandals and a trucker hat. my girlfriend and i sat side by side on woven straw beach blankets.
i went to mass this morning. the service was held on a serene stretch of shore under a massive tree. the pastor wore sandals and a trucker hat. my girlfriend and i sat side by side on woven straw beach blankets.
i kicked off the new year by scoring some old vinyl. after reading ‘shout it out loud – the story of KISS’s destroyer and the making of an american icon’ by my friend and author james campion i could not wait to get my hands on a vintage destroyer album.
“to live will be an awfully big adventure.” .peter pan
“everyone you will ever meet knows something you don’t.” .bill nye
in my relatively short number of years, i have come to learn the things which are often the most worthwhile come with the “butt falling off” feeling. what is the “butt falling off” feeling? it is the rock which formed in my belly before i leapt out of a plane on a gorgeous day in july with my parents.
“if you haven’t found it yet, keep looking.” .steve jobs
Stay gold. two words. Eight letters. Representing the underlying philosophy of my entire existence.
“well, now that we have seen each other,” said the unicorn, “if you’ll believe in me, i’ll believe in you.” .lewis carroll ‘through the looking glass’
We sat on the couch eating sushi as Pope Francis delivered mass to nearly 20,000 humans at Madison Square Garden Friday night. My mister and I sat, shoveling shumai in our faces and cried at the beauty of it all.