I want to move out closer to the church, further from Humble. I want to work hard at this job because I believe that this was a good move. I want to rent an apartment above someone's garage, tithe my talent to the Lord, and then go home, write about it, and start having that two way radio conversation that me and Our Lord had back in two-thousand and seven; picked fresh from the tree, and enough for canning.
Behind the Mask a Little
