Days pass, years vanish, and we walk sightless among miracles.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
SWEET HOME ARIZONA
It was only an hour drive, a two hour flight, an hour waiting, another two and a half hour flight, twenty minutes getting my truck back, then a two hour drive home.
I'm exhausted. And all I've really done is sit for the past eleven hours.
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