"Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?"
Thursday, May 09, 2013
"There comes a time when you realize that everything is a dream, and only those things preserved in writing have any possibility of being real."