The Road Less Traveled
My Israeli Experience
"One's destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things"
Me and the girls in Yeriho
The pen is a haven for the wondering mind, the paper a sanctuary for the restless soul. - Me
The paths of just are like the shining sun, that shines ever brighter unto the perfect day.
We cannot control the wind, but we can direct the sails.
What oxygen is to the lungs, such is hope to the meaning of life
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Tuesday, December 22, 2009
FM Static
The times we spent together on those drives
We had a million questions all about our lives
And when we got to New York everything felt fine
I wish you were here with me tonight
2 comments:
T.R.M
said...
i saw them in concert a few months ago
December 22, 2009 at 7:53 PM
Jessica
said...
what?!
i love that band!
December 23, 2009 at 7:59 PM
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2 comments:
i saw them in concert a few months ago
what?!
i love that band!
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