Tomorrow is the firs day of rifle season. Out in the woods yesterday putting up No Hunting signs. It's beautiful out there.
It's beautiful out in the woods.
I can feel this heart inside me, and I conclude it exists. I can touch this world, and I also conclude it exists. All my knowledge ends at this point. The rest is hypothesis.
Albert Camus
Zen page-a-day calendar
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