sometimes i take on more than i should. a lot.
why, why, why do fill my life with more than this bucket can hold?
it's like i run out into the middle of traffic but turn my head before i get hit by a truck.
and the twisted part is that these are the times in my life where i feel alive most.
i think running at max speed is what it takes to get the serotonin flowing.
i'm also thinking it's time to go home again.
ps- please send me an email: arizona.lewis@yahoo if you live in the tri cities area in washington and would like photos. i'll be there for a couple of weeks. probably the last 2 weeks of june and first 2 weeks of july.