Its so good to be alive!
If I didn't keep these blogs and take pictures everywhere I go, I'd lose the flavor of life as the years go by.
There is a big difference between saying, "I saw fall in Kentucky" and showing a beautiful picture of it.
I suppose thats why I do remember the specter of life.
I look at these blogs and I can see, smell, taste, and feel the words and pictures.
In my mind, I can hear the voices of the people that make entries here.
I can fly back in time and all that has happened revives itself in holographic style.
Its kind of like putting rock hard bread into the microwave! It gets good again.
What I am saying is, I will never forget love, life and happiness.
It's just too precious.
My friends and I will live in these logs, long after we are gone.
This is my pyramid, my Taj Mahal.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007 4:06:17 AM, From: jim, To: Stories