Pulling this heavy bag of debt behind me, the years stretch ahead:
2012, 2013, 2018, 2027,2035.
On the most recent schedule, my debts pay off when I'm seventy two.
I wonder how much different I am, to the indentured servant; the tenant farmer; the serf. Yet they too lived.
Lived, and laughed, and danced, and swore. The human conditiion.
This life should be easy. Cross it out.
This life might be easy. Cross it out.
This life can be easy. Cross it out.
This life IS easy. Amen.
Walk through the dark doorway to the unknown.
Happy with. Happy without. Easy.
2012, 2013, 2018, 2027,2035.
On the most recent schedule, my debts pay off when I'm seventy two.
I wonder how much different I am, to the indentured servant; the tenant farmer; the serf. Yet they too lived.
Lived, and laughed, and danced, and swore. The human conditiion.
This life should be easy. Cross it out.
This life might be easy. Cross it out.
This life can be easy. Cross it out.
This life IS easy. Amen.
Walk through the dark doorway to the unknown.
Happy with. Happy without. Easy.
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An excellent reminder that joy lies where we look and where we find it.
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