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Calling

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skib
, 03-24-2009 at 02:16 PM (932 Views)
I feel it like a storm gathering over the horizon. That dark, mysterious, enthralling, language whispered so softly that few can hear it; promising adventure, hinting of danger, sending its vague message of urgency to those who will listen. It is a request, begging to be answered. It speaks to my cowboy blood, intoxicating my heart and spirit, compelling me to go find that elusive . . . reason for my being. It demands of me that which I am more than willing to give, that which gives my lonely and restless soul sanctuary. I find solace in the freedom of the road, in the unspoken promises of tomorrow and forever after. There is a calling that I must answer. It is no matter of if, only when.
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  1. 1n50mn14's Avatar
    Ahh, I liked this... nice style.
  2. kevinthediltz's Avatar
    Ben, I have a question.
    Why is it, that when we hang out, we are totally normal, and care about nothing but guns and girls. But at any other time. You write **** like this!! And you never told me!!!!!
    This is great. I am plesantly surprised.

    PS: Your blog???
    Are you confused?
  3. skib's Avatar
    Dunno. I suck with verbal words. I have a ****load of trouble expressing myself verbally. I've always written better than I talked. Spoke. whatever the right f-ing word is.
    yes, I was severely confused when I was naming my blog, so I wrote the first thing that popped into my head.
  4. kevinthediltz's Avatar
    Now that I think of it. Most of our replys to eachother are either yup, or hmmmm.
    But seriously, this was great.
  5. skib's Avatar
    Thank you. Now you fully understand how I feel 90 percent of the time.
  6. The Walker's Avatar
    i feel identified with the storm description but no in its totally. I liked this!
  7. skib's Avatar
    This is the feeling that makes me want to travel so much! I'm always half-cocked ready to run off to somewhere.