February 2011
114 posts
Instruct me how to douglas.
This Is A Metaphor.
Some random shit about weather-
Warm breezes were tickling our necks. Bringing smiles to our faces and feeling to our toes. We had shorts and t-shirts. Jeans at most. Even then the denim fabric clung to our legs with the moisture of our sweat. But we were okay with that. The ground was moist, but at least it wasn’t frozen. There was no slippery ice-related death awaiting us around every...
Knowledge speaks, but wisdom listens.
– Jimi Hendrix