I am back in the North of the land of Dakota with the buffalo, elk, rattlesnakes, prairie dogs, and a few dear friends. In my quiet time spent in the shadow of the Badlands and in the rush of insecurity that hits me every time I walk in the Badlands motel I have been pondering a few things.
- I have a natural tendency towards despair and only with divine help do I ever overcome it.
- Shoulder rubs feel amazing.
- Telepathy is an ability given to women that uses brief eye contact to point out the amusing parts of awkward situations, I don't care what the dictionary says it means.
- There is nothing that replaces time spent with my face pressed into those musty oak floorboards before my God.
- I love the Catholic idea that a church building should never be locked. I think I secretly came back to North Dakota just to live walking distance from an old Catholic church.
- There are awesome men in this world and they can actually speak great truth to you when you take off the mask filled with engagement rings, the hippest books Christian romance, and V-neck tees. (Thank you Jon Acuff) and breath the standard nitrogen, oxygen, pollen, dust, and diesel exhaust stuff.
- I like steak.