Sometimes we forget it's Saturday and need a swift kick in the back of the pants to remind us that a state of imbroglio is not necessarily permanent. Sometimes we need a natural anti-depresssant. I'm lucky enough to know who to see for that prescription. Well,,,,,,,,,,,,,not so much a who,,,,but rather a what/where.
A subliminal yet conscious unclenching of the mandible. A disconnect from the oil slicks of life.
He's not worried about offshore drilling, unless it was in his cove. So maybe sometimes we get too focused on singular issues and forget there is a great big ol' world out there, all we have to do is look up.
Look up? At what? That big rock?
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Well that group of desert bighorn sheep up there on that big rock above the beaver cove wouldn't hurt your eyes.
Remember Steve, breathe, in...........out..... and don't forget to look up.
1 comment:
Always look up!!
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