A grand, striped wall of rock... 
posted by The Raggedy Man @ 2:02 AM
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Fog Clearing
Been there, done that, too many times in too many places. Or just enough, because I've learned what really matters. I had thought I knew how things were supposed to be. I didn't. The fog is clearing now. To have real value requires living a real life. Simple,...not easy. But worth it. 'Oorah!
Saturday, May 28, 2005
About Me
- Name: The Raggedy Man
- Location: The Urban Jungle, North by Northwest, United States
I've been on the planet awhile. I have a short list of Favorites (my Jeep, my dog, a few good friends, some family, baked acorn squash with real butter), and a long list of things I just won't stand for. I don't care much for pretense, I don't impress easily, and I ask hard questions. But then LIFE asks hard questions. Go figure. I enjoy real beauty, and I find beauty in some of the strangest places. I appreciate courage, and a really good laugh.
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