“i love a broad margin to my life.
sometimes on a summer morning...
i sat in my sunny doorway from sunrise to noon,
rapt in reverie, amidst the pines and hickories and sumacs
in undisturbed solitude and stillness..
i grew in those seasons like corn in the night,
and they were far better than any work of hands
would have been.”
~ henry david thoreau walden 1854
soon you will be sitting on top of the world
another fortune cookie on my way out of seattle....
always keep the view
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