Bulletproof

Favorite song of the summer so far. It's 80's delicious.
I've been burned by the sun; I've had acid thrown in my hand by my palm-reader; I've been picked last to play on the soccer team; but still I stand strong.
I'm listening to the bird sing songs right now and I could not be happier. Something about that voice...Maybe I'm wrong, or maybe I'm right, but I have faith.

neglected

Dear blog, you have been neglected. It is not because I no longer like you...I am simply writing in other places. I will return to you shortly.

The Last Ride

The Infamous Joshua and Laura adventures in Kirksville Missouri have come to an end. In glorious fashion, we left our final mark on the city and closed the door on a chapter of our lives. Jesus signs, boxes full of trash being transported on the top of the tank, and of course laughing at people over Mexican food..... ahh the life we have led for over a year now.

Much like Wyatt and Doc, we are friends til the end. So cheers to you Kirksville; thanks for playing host to our fun. I will return, but things won't quite be the same.

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Watching the sun set, our national anthem is blaring over the hills. The troops march on and the beat of the drum is growing stronger. Can you imagine? Could you even imagine? This the battle. We are complex lives with small-town morals and big city dreams.
This May travel far far away to a place that you have never been. Dream outragous thoughts. Feel alive.

I have returned.
From outer-space.
The trees on earth seem so foreign now. The sound of birds chirping does not fade into the background of this moment; each song is bright in my mind.



if your favorite word is isthmus
if you love old water=logged newspapers
if your idol is Mark Twain
if you have dreams of playing poker with God and call his bluffs perfectly
if you love to look at trees through the flames of a campfire
if you dislike laugh tracks
if you love the feeling of peach juice trickling down your right hand
if you sway to country songs on the radio
if you sit in the driver's seat of a car with a girl in control of her life
if you enjoy sneaking around buying multiple packs of cigarettes at a time
if your biggest wound has come from a cigarette lighter in a purple dodge neon
if your friday nights consist of sitting on a porch listening to the crickets and your own thoughts
if you chewed on crayons as a child

then
you are Fernando

Battlescars

Good Ole Kirksville, Missouri...where it all began.

They line our lives, acting as reminders of the past. While some memories fade and dissolve, others never die. Tonight we toast to the forevers in life. No matter what happens, these things will not be taken away. Celebrate the past, present, and future with a kind heart.

A High School Feel

Butterflies.
They watch over us through the tough times in life. They flutter and fly. Their wings are soft and delicate. Soft to the touch, they hover above. They reside in my stomach.