Currently Listening The Reminder By Feist see related

The yesterday's nearest now: spent in Yellowstone National Park, a summer of love found, inside one skin and from within another, Amy Leigh her name; weekly backpacking journeys meant physical resilience, that same skin shining with sweat of health.

At the summers conclusion, a flight to New York brought this one back to The One, a week of bliss with the woman who loves me, as love her I do.

Today, called tomorrow, finds a new home in Telluride, at the foot of non-whited mountains; waiting for the snow to fall finds new music in the air, inaccesible in the remoteness of Yellowstone, ahhhhh, music music music, you are so good to me.

This today lasts, allegedly, till early April - once again across the country on old wheels, to packgoat minor possesions of survival south to north along a trail of the same of ridge it traverses, Appalachian in name, to work the body, while the mind works away -

Afterwards? A desk of money sidling from side to side, evenings studying the logic of law, haw haw heee, testing properly should boot one bum west to the burg of lee, to study the law more thorougly, with the idea of eliciting some good, environmentally.

The date has now been upped.