He who goes out weeping, carrying seed to sow, will return with songs of joy, carrying sheaves with him. Psalm 126:6
Sometimes falling feels like flying...for a little while.
Sometimes falling feels like flying....
Until you hit the ground.
On your feet for Jeff Bridges performance and cheers to second chance redemption.
Nothing like the rock bottom of a whiskey bottle to lace up your boots and climb upward...
We braved the 15 degree wind tunnel of West Houston connecting East River to Hudson for Crazy Heart's twang and were better for it.
I hope theater goers will do the same for me tomorrow.
Would you rather know what you want to do, or what you won't do again?
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