heels pushing them forward. Not to the greater or the greener side. The wires won’t ever disconnect, but hopefully, if you’re born with the fire you’ll find peace. May peace not be confused with rest. You may never find rest.
Speaking of connections, I don’t feel connected to much. I grew up in what I’d consider the Midwest: Oklahoma. South enough, but not quite, yet each corner hosts a different Baptist church. And I connect with religion much like I connect with Amazon rainforest. I’ve been in a RainForest Cafe before, but as I’m sure you can guess, it’s a facade. That’s about as close to God as I’ve gotten. I may be getting mixed up, but I believe they also have one of those restrooms equipped with a double-sided mirror. The Great Omniscient.
