Friday, March 11, 2011

Avalanche, In My Garage

I realized, as a suitcase was falling on me, that it is really time to clean the garage. We have a crazy life, and we are usually throwing down one thing, grabbing another and rushing off to the next activity.

I can get somewhere, have the proper equipment (mostly) and look prepared--but behind me I've left the trail of a war zone.

I'd like to eventually stop living in the chaos, but then I will stop living?

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