1) The river is kind of a hot mess.
2) In times of intense fear and alienation and crisis, I summon, for who knows what reason, the Lord's Prayer, and belt it at great volume to the wind and the reeds (ha, wind and reeds are musical terms).
3) There are places, in these early few days, where one's route along the river is so unclear, and navigational aids so thoroughly unhelpful, that our plans change.
4) Under certain conditions of hunger, endorphin quantity, and joy of being alive, even Applebee's can taste orgasmically good, and one beer can do you right in.
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Richard on the one good thing about getting lost in the wetlands (paraphrased): “The search and rescue team would probably be quite handsome.”
Who am I to disagree?
Richard on the one good thing about getting lost in the wetlands (paraphrased): “The search and rescue team would probably be quite handsome.”
Who am I to disagree?
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