|Pine tree (Photo credit: GaggieITMI)|
As I look out my window, I see car after car driving by. Each is covered with the pollen the pine trees dump on us this time of year and filled with uncomfortably dressed families on their way to church. As the neighborhood empties around me, I can't help feeling happy that I am not in one of those cars. I endured many years of that, but I am free now. I'm free to enjoy the day as I see fit without squandering my time on fear-driven magic.
Thrill of it All by Black Sabbath is blaring from my speakers:
Won't you help me Mr. Jesus, won't you tell me if you can?I have a smile on my face and an indescribable sense that today is going to be a good day.
When you see this world we live in, do you still believe in Man?
If my songs become my freedom, and my freedom turns to gold
Then I'll ask the final question, if the answer could be sold.
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