tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295138427278250035.post5182506699725570214..comments2009-04-11T12:40:40.467-04:00Comments on Dirt Road Ponderings: Tail lightkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17554517596018190607noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295138427278250035.post-57895960075476586722008-09-10T20:57:00.000-04:002008-09-10T20:57:00.000-04:00What is The Shack? Haven't run across that one! :...What is The Shack? Haven't run across that one! :)khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17554517596018190607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295138427278250035.post-63716149323915547262008-09-10T20:50:00.000-04:002008-09-10T20:50:00.000-04:00I am reading The Shack right now. Who Cares??? P...I am reading The Shack right now. Who Cares??? Probably no one, but I heard you mention book club. Too much pressure reading books at the same times as other and then having to "discuss". Phuck That!Obsessive Foodie or Food Addict....You Decidehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07925516775842865013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295138427278250035.post-782001888037991342008-09-08T06:59:00.000-04:002008-09-08T06:59:00.000-04:00W-What an interesting point. I never really thoug...W-What an interesting point. I never really thought about it that way. Makes sense though. And now, I don't feel so one-minded in my need to renew. :)<BR/><BR/>FAshion-I like your thoughts on evolution. And I hope that I am going to surprise myself, or better yet that life is on its way to surprising me.<BR/><BR/>Michael-I have never been afraid of movement. Standing still is more difficult for me. Which is why I second guess my thought to flee. It could be time though...it just could be. :)khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17554517596018190607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295138427278250035.post-51863491643664326612008-09-07T23:39:00.000-04:002008-09-07T23:39:00.000-04:00Or: "Where does this highway go to?" or, "Am I rig...Or: "Where does this highway go <BR/>to?" or, "Am I right? Am I wrong?" or, "This is not my beautiful house".<BR/><BR/>Or other Talking Heads lyrics of your choice. <BR/><BR/>Wednesday-I have noticed the same thing, but more strongly in the summer. Summer is baseball season, but other than that, the joy has been universally sucked out of it. "What did you do this summer?" "The same stuff I did in the winter, only sweatier." <BR/><BR/>It's not crazy to want to run away. Maybe it's crazier to stay. <BR/><BR/>We are all hunter gatherers at heart, I suppose.8https://www.blogger.com/profile/00897636875216996092noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295138427278250035.post-11717371532061186292008-09-07T22:49:00.000-04:002008-09-07T22:49:00.000-04:00It's not crazy at all. It beats going somewhere an...It's not crazy at all. It beats going somewhere and having the thought hit you, 'why am I here?'. <BR/><BR/>Anyway evolution doesn't happen in clear stages, it's one tiny shift at a time, so maybe it's already happening, you're just waiting to be surprised by the day when you look up and think to yourself, 'how did I get here?'yanqinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06466658131536796827noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5295138427278250035.post-41133473751812211342008-09-07T21:33:00.000-04:002008-09-07T21:33:00.000-04:00I always feel like running away in the fall. Must ...I always feel like running away in the fall. Must be a holdover from school days. Life is supposed to start fresh in September, isn't it? New friends, new place, new clothes. Once you get grown, September just means more of the same, and that gets awfully hard to take sometimes.wednesdayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02722898635009913010noreply@blogger.com