Against the wind

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

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

 

 

 

I hate when I lose a phone number…

All my fault

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

Colorado Vacation

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.

Broken…

I am a broken soul…