Sometimes staying home is a good thing
As long as it’s sometimes
Sometimes being on the road is a blessing
As long as it unwinds
It doesn’t have to be this vicious circle
But more like a caramel coated candy apple
Where each bite is deep, eternally sweet
Melting in your mouth ever so slowly
As we reflect
Things definitely turned up a notch
A little Tennessee whisky
A lil’ Alabama scotch
Got a new leather wallet
Time to put a new battery in this ol’ beat up watch
Semi-famous bluesman with Semi-famous rockstar
Back on the bus
Now “you’re one of us”
I’m just one of so many
Who hope to change your world for the better
Twenty four hours at a time
The journey continues this summer at a city near you.
Thanks so much for following me and I’ll try to post more often in the near future. :)
To do something you are passionate about
You must put up with a lot of bullshit
Bite your tongue
Swallow your pride
But don’t ever lose your gut instinct… ever.
9-11 supposed to have changed everyone.
It did, for a few months at least.
Then why (oh why) do I feel like we’ve learned nothing?
Greed is still glorified.
Humility is horrified.
Sometimes you can’t have it all
But you can enjoy what it’s in your hands
You can smell the rice on your plate
You can hear the wind hitting the leaves
You can sleep it off
