Thursday, August 10, 2006
Golden Gate
I went over the Golden Gate Bridge this morning and the fog was just starting break. I felt something spiritual while driving over. I saw the beauty of the fog rolling over the top the bridge with the Muir Woods in the distance. I use to drive drunk over The Golden Gate and saw only the white lines. Today I am happy to be sober because the world around me is a colorful place. posted on HNT
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