I had a dream last night that I saw California in her primordial glory. And I was happy for that moment to have lived there once as a child and once as a man.
The dream seemed so real that I was fully expecting to wake up and have to buy a plane ticket back to Utah.
So, I won't be calling California a "hole" anymore.
What God hath called clean, call thou not unclean... and all that.
In other news:
Pennsylvania knows where you live.
Trip to CA
Posted by Blue Table Painting at 6:58 AM
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