Thursday, August 28, 2014





Once Upon Another Time by Sara Bareilles

Once upon another time
Somebody's hands who felt like mine
Turned a key and took a drive
I was free
I recall the sun sank low
Oakley on the radio
Cigarette was burning slow
So breathe

Just yellow lines, and tire marks
And sun-kissed skin and handle bars
And where I stood, was where I was
To be

No enemies to call my own
No porch light on to pull me home
And where I was is beautiful
Because I was free

Once upon another time
Before I knew which life was mine
Before I left the child behind, me
I saw myself in summer nights
And stars lit up like candle lights
I made my wish but mostly, I believed
In yellow lines and tire marks
sun-kissed skin and handle bars
And where I stood, was where I was
To be

Once upon another time
Decided nothing good in dying
So I would just keep on driving
Because I was free


 

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

(Advice From Birdie)
Let the Dust Settle and Breathe in the Forest Air...
 
 
 
What heals me?  Nature heals me
 

 
 
 

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

 Dr. Marc Berg on Human Growth Hormone &   
 Arginine (an amino acid and a HGH precursor)
 I am more likely to trust a doctor's perspective and research rather than things endorsed on infomercials (the basic point of which is to take our money).
 
 


 
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