Sometimes I can’t believe how lucky I am to be here. Other times I want to shoot myself, but still. I think the lucky stuff is winning out. It’s kind of been a long time. I used to drive to Washington, D.C. and Baltimore. The freeways were all walled in. You couldn’t see a thing. I told myself, that’s just crazy, this is no damn way to live. We saw this guy just south of Cimarron about sixty miles from Taos. I only passed one car going our direction. Wild animals beside the road. There’s still no snow, my wife is beautiful, and I’m not dead. Sometimes I can’t believe it, you know, how lucky I am.
Colfax County Pronghorn Prayer
Afternoon of the Antelope
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as long as you’re still here to be so lucky, and conscious enough to recognize it, i’d say you’re ahead in the game. 🙂
Yes. You are lucky, but please also acknowledge that you have earned it. All of it – the beautiful wife especially. Of course I do not know how you pulled it off, but I have plenty of women friends who dumped their husbands for good reason, and I feel certain that it is no accident that you are still married. I love it when you sing her praises in your blog. It even brings a tear to my eye sometimes. I think we all just want to be adored, basically. Is there anything else that matters as much as that – to have someone to love who loves you back?
And very cool photo. Thanks for that.