Tuesday, December 8, 2015

good year for hunters and christmas parties and I hate

Today, I am asking to be shown what I am usually blind to. I am asking for new questions. I am asking to be open, and for creative, divine intelligence to guide my thinking.

--And by that I mean tearing my fingertips apart with my nails like a psycho to get at the thorns in them and dreading my evening drive over the dark mountains.

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