...while listening to the wind and taking in everything around you.Originally Posted by MarkCO
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...while listening to the wind and taking in everything around you.
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The fattest knight at King Arthur’s round table was Sir Cumference. He acquired his size from too much π.
5yrs ago I bought a bike in MN, while living in GA. I flew up and rode it home, stopping at a friends house in KY. The next morning him and his daughter was leading me out to the interstate when he hit a horse resulting in his death and an air ride for his daughter. I held his hand while he died. After everythingwas done that could be, I continued onto Chattanooga to another friends house and spent the night. I went to bed worrying that the next day was when "it"would hit, as I'd kept my wits pretty well to this point.
the next morning I awoke and there was an adjoining bathroom where my friends wife was getting ready for work. I could hear the water running, her drying off, the tink of her hair brush against the sink, makeup containers being moved,....I can't explain it, but those were comforting sounds that kept me together.
I can still hear those sounds from memory.
​"there's a smile on my face, but a demon inside"
Yeah. That's a good one. Some things just touch us on an instinctual level after a tragedy.
I like listening to the sounds my house makes both early in the morning while I drink coffee or late at night just before falling asleep. I also really enjoy listening to the heavy breathing and other slight noises my little dog, Lola, makes as she falls asleep cuddled in the crook of my arm with her head on my shoulder. Very soothing for some reason.
Puppy breath.
Stella - my best girl ever.
11/04/1994 - 12/23/2010
Don't wanna get shot by the police?
"Stop Resisting Arrest!"
Been thinking about this one a little more, I love the smell of rain either before or after it rains, enjoy it the most when I am fishing at Quincy Reservoir (reminds me of my dad for some reason) or up in the mountains. Nothing better than mountain rain to wake the senses.
But a Constitution of Government once changed from Freedom, can never be restored. Liberty, once lost, is lost forever.
-John Adams, 1775
Cstone 01/01/2015
"I believe that we are all one mistake away from tragedy...and the mistake made may not be ours."
Simply opening up the envelope containing my income tax refund check and spotting the amount which is much larger than ORIGINALLY thought I'd be getting back. What a great feeling!
Speaking of which, I have a couple spots by my house where I go to watch lightning storms sweep across the front range.
The view of the mountains I get every time I leave my neighborhood.
The silence of falling snow at night.
A cold, rainy morning with no where to go.
Crawling into bed next to my wife after being on a workshift for 4 nights.
The amazing greeting I get from my dogs when I get home after being on a workshift for 4 nights (it's as if they haven't seen me in a year).
Sitting down in the reloading room to load a few hundred rounds on a dreary, overcast (or rainy) day.
Being the first one to wake up, let the dogs outside and walk around in the dimly lit house.
And I guess thats about it for now.
I wouldn't want to ever be without the feeling of spotting a properly filled pair of yoga pants either. Just saying....
​"there's a smile on my face, but a demon inside"
You downward dog you...
"There are no finger prints under water."
I wish you would've phrased that differently...like "looking at a" pair of yoga pants. There's just something wrong with "spotting yoga pants".
Stella - my best girl ever.
11/04/1994 - 12/23/2010
Don't wanna get shot by the police?
"Stop Resisting Arrest!"
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