the good kind.
i was productive at work. i did all of my errands. i received an unexpected check in the mail.
the ak came over. we rode the motorcycle down to the crossroads. we had margs and mexican at manny's. we met up with friends and family to hear
some beautiful music. we ran into our favorite waitress while she was playing her flute on the street. we popped into galleries and businesses. we saw friends. we met people.
isn't it funny how somedays are so good and others are so terrible, and it really all comes down to how comfortable you feel in your own skin?
just as we were about to leave, we ran into these guys:
yes, it is a genuine rock band completely comprised of kids. kids that i hope to adopt. when i went to give them some money, i realized their tip bucket was full. i'm proud to live in a city that encourages young ingenuity.
alan and i ended our night at the skies, rotating slowly above kansas city.
1 comment:
isn't it funny how somedays are so good and others are so terrible, and it really all comes down to how comfortable you feel in your own skin?
YES.
although, on the days where i am not feeling so comfortable in my own skin, it doesn't feel too 'funny'. blast it all.
i love your blog. thank you for having it.
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