Leah Farmer

Personal perspectives on faith, literature, and life.

Friday, April 8th, 2016

  1. This was a fucking hard day. FUCKING HARD. But in this hard day I learned some things. Some things about a man I previously trusted. Some things about myself. Some things about the world. Some things about perception. Some things about reality. And I’m reminded that even in the fucking hard there are lessons to be captured.
  2. Sunshine and wine made the day better. Thank you Woodinville.
  3. And then some times (often) all there is in the world is going home. Going home.

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