Friday, 4 May 2012 DAY 13 MOON 1 WAXING 88%.
Eat and leave. Visited one more Charolais Cow Ranch owned by the McCoys outside of Cleburne. Oh, the memories of Cleburne. The memories of where I am. The realities of life and where life places you. The image of who you are and who you are to become. The memories of goodbye farewells. Dreams. The tickets. Cleburne and the final stand of where I was and the muteness of my Dad, who knows, who remembers, but remains mute and stoic waiting for life to go on. Even now. The bus is on the way home and my fate is my own will, waiting for me to decide as clear and uncluttered as free showers at evening while driving along the highway.
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