switchfoot
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Smudgy Pictures of the Future, AKA "I have no idea what I am doing."
Here I am again. This is too familiar, but each time I go through the same old worry, same old freak-out, same old resolution and finally, a sense of peace. The future feels blurry, and in my humanness, blurry feels scary. I have vague impressions, colors and smudgy lines. Words and songs, faces, images. But Continue reading
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The Grand Finale
Every year we gather under a sweaty darkening sky. The July heat surrounds us, pressing down on us, reminding us why air conditioning was invented. We round up little ones, hold hands with lovers, hold our breaths and wait for the show to begin. Boom! Crash! Sounds like thunder, bright as lightening, but the sky Continue reading
Brooke Gale LouvieR 