You asked me for directions. I lied.The best time to find yourself is when you’re lost.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
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3 comments:
I have a memory that I hold very dear to me, of driving through mountain valleys. I wasn't sure that I was going the right way, but I was enjoying the view. I was feeling alive.
Last night I read several letters from that summer, and found one referring to that morning "I just learned that I told you the wrong way, I'm sorry."
This post just brought new meaning to one of my favorite experinces.
He knew what he was doing.
love this one
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