Do you ever wonder why we do the things we do? Spending time in the busy city of Hamburg, where you’re like an ant trying to get back down the hole or in Palm Springs with pressure, expectation and all the ups and down’s. I figure we’re all looking for something, it could be anything from purpose to peace. Most times we don’t know what we have till it’s gone. I figure when it’s all said and done, I’ll end up in some place like this; quiet and free and maybe a best friend.
Wouldn’t life be easier if all we wanted was someone to throw us a ball?
Think we’d be happy when we got it?