my trip to Scruz will forever be remembered as the week I let go.
Paul's words (mostly EPH) finally took head in my heart and I was able to lose my pent up anger that Ive had stored for the realities of the area that while, unfortunate, are not mine to judge or hate on.
Inlaws and my daughter were the benefactors of God's amazing grace in me, along with the homeless, LGBQTs, stoners and all the rest.
A Harley guy and I were talking bike in Livermore CA where I stopped for a break. After sharing life stories and comparing horsepower, he remarked at how happy and full of life I was.
Which I heard countless times over the week.
I saw this near his bike and asked the guy inside to move it for me for a better photo this at the last second and just now read it all.
I need to get back to my regular eating, all those killer avocado toasts added poundage.