Words words words. This is what I imagine when I try to clear my head. People who suffer from over active minds know how much it means just to get an hour where they can quite their thoughts. This is my photo of a peaceful mind.
My wife’s family has a tradition to play hockey (no skates) out on the frozen lake, drink plenty of whiskey, and enjoy some fine home cooking at night. Beyond fun. That would be uncle Paul “the Wall”.
Hey, remember that one time we were climbing the hillsides and the clouds opened up over Florence, Italy and we looked over and thought, “Oh sh**, that is cool”. Cause I sure as hell do.
