with my head on the floor and my feet in the clouds.
today.
“...and everything is going to the beat - It's the beat generation, it be-at, it's the beat to keep, it's the beat of the heart, it's being beat and down in the world and like oldtime lowdown and like in ancient civilizations the slave boatmen rowing galleys to a beat and servants spinning pottery to a beat...”
Monday, June 21, 2010
dear summer, slow down.
nothing like a weekend trip to the mountains to clear your head.
Sitting at the peak of Old Rag, I feel accomplished and suddenly aware of my own strength .
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