Saturday, February 18, 2012

Balls. I Forgot A Big One..

35.5 Pray. Pray all the time. Small prayers, big prayers. Whether it's that Crosby is injury free, or you wake up from your surgery, or your Dad drives safe at night, or your little sister is happy and healthy, for strength to cope with stress, or the sandwich artist at Subway just sneezed on your sub from allergies and not the flu... pray. To whoever or whatever makes you feel stronger or connected. Pray.

And pray that I don't fall down drunk tonight on the streets. That's always a good one to start with.

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