I know what you mean. Pirsig's zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance is that book for me. That book for him was Thoreau's walden pond. which he specifically mentions in zen and the art...
it's not that we were born too late. it's that we were born. we're stuck on the road. we're stuck being loose. being free. wandering. wondering. and there's nothing that helps more than the comfort of something close by to remind you that you're not the only one.
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it's not that we were born too late. it's that we were born. we're stuck on the road. we're stuck being loose. being free. wandering. wondering. and there's nothing that helps more than the comfort of something close by to remind you that you're not the only one.
*hugs* i miss you stepha.
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