But we’ve wandered many a weary foot, since auld lang syne.
One of my oldest and best friends, an artist type who like me is going through a rough patch in his life, out of the blue and apropos of nothing sent me the following text last night:
Dude. you are far too intelligent to be squandering your talents in this box. take charge of your life! all of us, our friends, admire you. though we all give you shit. you are the best of us! do it!
I texted him back:
Dude thanks man what you said is timely I’ve got some ideas they no longer involve being a hero they involve being a baker or something like that but in this day and age that is outside of the box I admire you too you and I are more alike than we would care to admit the real challenge in this life is to make an honest living if we can do that we have done something extraordinary it is okay if we are not paid for our poetry there are no paid ministers in the religious society of friends
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