Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a ride!"
(stolen from a forward)
Today my coworker Espie walked by, noticed my bare feet " called me a hippie. Two minutes later we were talking about my upcoming trip to NYC, and she called me sophisticated. Am I cool, or what?!?
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