Today I drove with one eye closed. Try it. It will mess up your depth perception like crazy.
Saturday night I participated in some leisurely activities which kept me out til around 10:45 pm. Crabtree family+Andrew+Wii x coffee with vanilla caramel brownie creamer+Flight of the Concords= (Vast entertainment, caffeine rush.slight aggravation of carpal tunnel during Wii ski ball)
Oh, and nachos were involved too, not to be confused with Jacob who actually is Nacho.
When I arrived home, relaxed and full of the wealth of fellowship, I found it very hard to go inside my house. You see, upon crawling out of my car I felt the tingle of cool air rush forward. It refreshed me to pieces. When that first fall air comes sailing in, breathing it is like hooking up to an oxygen bar, sending the highest sense of awakening to the top of your head, and rendering the inhale process much more enjoyable than the exhale. So I sat on the driveway.
Too many times we speak of the stars without really considering their mystic quality. Sitting silently wrapped in night, I gazed upward and allowed myself to be overwhelmed by the cosmos. He knows how many there are? Jeez.
The Gwinnett County Fair whirred on about a mile from where I sat, the motion of the coasters loud, but calming. Calming in the same way that a loud ceiling fan can lull me to sleep.
There's not too much of a point to that story, but it was significant. I remember it better than any other part of the weekend.
Saturday night I participated in some leisurely activities which kept me out til around 10:45 pm. Crabtree family+Andrew+Wii x coffee with vanilla caramel brownie creamer+Flight of the Concords= (Vast entertainment, caffeine rush.slight aggravation of carpal tunnel during Wii ski ball)
Oh, and nachos were involved too, not to be confused with Jacob who actually is Nacho.
When I arrived home, relaxed and full of the wealth of fellowship, I found it very hard to go inside my house. You see, upon crawling out of my car I felt the tingle of cool air rush forward. It refreshed me to pieces. When that first fall air comes sailing in, breathing it is like hooking up to an oxygen bar, sending the highest sense of awakening to the top of your head, and rendering the inhale process much more enjoyable than the exhale. So I sat on the driveway.
Too many times we speak of the stars without really considering their mystic quality. Sitting silently wrapped in night, I gazed upward and allowed myself to be overwhelmed by the cosmos. He knows how many there are? Jeez.
The Gwinnett County Fair whirred on about a mile from where I sat, the motion of the coasters loud, but calming. Calming in the same way that a loud ceiling fan can lull me to sleep.
There's not too much of a point to that story, but it was significant. I remember it better than any other part of the weekend.
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