Why bother with familial grief when we could be laughing and chatting, sitting on a beach in bail. I’m definitely rambling again, its 3am and I’m a 19 year old trying to figure this very question out, but I hope my semi coherent rant has helped, even a little. Why do we sit in office cubicles when we could be out basking in the Cuban sunshine? We sit on computers when we could be hitching a ride with total strangers in the middle of the Arabian Desert. To heck with politics and corporate policies that chain you like a hunted mammoth. To me, life is With Jesus in my heart baking in my veins I’m unstoppable poster moreover I will buy this conversation, the experience, the travel and mystery. I’m definitely rambling, but you get my point.
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