"I'm trying to find the truth
in words, in rhymes, in notes,
in all the things I wish I wrote."
Lover of grammar, poetry, literature, hiking, camping, horses, and Latin

 

"From birth, man carries the weight of gravity on his shoulders. He is bolted to earth. But man has only to sink beneath the surface and he is free.” 

― Jacques Yves Costeau

"From birth, man carries the weight of gravity on his shoulders. He is bolted to earth. But man has only to sink beneath the surface and he is free.”

― Jacques Yves Costeau

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Porch Songs | Chris Pureka

Rest stop coffee, yeah postcards back home
Back seat scenes of strange towns
Keep driving on, driving on

But we were campfire girls and we were kicking up the leaves
And we returned to our jobs with our clothes smelling of wood-smoke

We sang porch songs like we were rock stars
We drank cheap beer and tried to make it last