Leslie Nord's Random Thoughts on Friends, Family and Life

The years rolled slowly past
And I found myself alone
Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends
I found myself further and further from my home
And I guess I lost my way
There were oh so many roads
I was living to run and running to live
Never worried about paying or even how much I owed
Moving eight miles a minute for months at a time
Breaking all of the rules that would bend
I began to find myself searching
Searching for shelter again and again

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Against the wind
I’m still runnin’ against the wind
I’m older now but still runnin’ against the wind
Well I’m older now and still runnin’
Against the wind

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I hate when I lose a phone number…

Is all of this all my fault? So much to say…but the words are unspoken…

So much to say about this trip, but I wanted to start off with a video snippets

Here’s one with my co-pilot:

I know understand the love for the Papillion breed.

I’ll come back and add more to this post as time permits. I had to hit the ground running after taking 10 days off the grid.

I am a broken soul…