Middle of Texas

A nice view out the bedroom window. We have hints of sunshine and hoping for a little luck for tomorrow’s eclipse.

We are in the middle of nowhere. We got fire and two good arms. That’s enough for a simple weekend away.

We normally sleep until 6.30. Today it was 7,30. I refer to that as the well deserved golden hour.

I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.

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