a pic ture is worth a thousand words...




it's weird about the transitions from one culture to the next...
I could chat about our journeys between destinatioons
but im afraid about giving out too much info to the     assasin arsonist squirrels
ie... when we flew out of lax relaxed that we were finally on our way...
knwing that i had taken care of loose ends...
and my  home burns halfway down..
getting conned again
paying double to a bloke that didn't how to even put on a roof right....
...
but we grow stronger hopefully with time...
and lifes' school of hard knocks..
 looking into my son's eyes knowing that he will have a good life..
and i feel good...

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