Today, we are sailing

To a port across the sea.

I have sweat more this morning packing bags into my car then i think i will the next couple years. (ignore that. -j)

My pant legs are rolled, huck finn style, one last time. the old faithfuls are (not) laced on my feet. i have a hat, gold and blue (actually irish green) through and through, on my person. and i probably have a few too many lbs. on my shoulders. that is okay, though. his yoke is easy and his burden is light, and i can't think of any other i would rather be enslaved to.

My next story will come from afar. thanks for remembering me. in the meantime...

Present needs:
Travel mercies and wisdom and favor with others,
To make the most of every opportunity and an obvious filling,
Peace unto my family,
A humble, meek, and teachable demeanor.

Present certainties and thanks:
There is a fountain,
And i think the fountain is overflowing,
My family is pretty cool,
And blessed are those who hunger and thirst.

Peace be.