Is a pigs rump made of pork?
Those in my life who don’t understand what I am saying with my silence seem to be the same ones that never understand my words
Work hard, hunt harder, take dirt roads, cut your own paths , fish often, and sleep in on Saturdays above all live free and die a legend.
In the end your life’s work will simply become a memory to many or to a few. Regardless, what matters is will it be a good memory or a bad one
| To the Ones who watch movies alone on Friday night—the ones that eat a meal by themselves– the ones that are avoided on a bus–the ones who sleep alone to wake to emptiness–to the ones who shop with no one to buy for–the ones who truly understand left field–the ones who don’t follow the crowd–today I am thinking of you. |