LA Freeway

“If I can just get off the LA Freeway without getting killed or caught….”

There’s a whole story in that one line.  A lifetime of tales in just one song.

Storytelling is magic. It’s art to craft a just-right set of words. It’s work to hone the talent. It’s brave to share, to set it free among strangers.

Speaking of bravery, Baby Lyle graduated high school under a full moon on Friday the 13th. I’m still looking for a 4-leaf clover, horseshoe, and white rabbit’s foot to balance out the portents.

Just a few more days until Sweet Leah’s out of school and we scoot over to Bama’s best beach for a girls only retreat. We have strict dietary requirements for our read-a-thon:

yolo

And Books. And Ice Cream. And Books. And Kraft Mac and Cheese. And Books. 

YOLO! YOLO to you and you and you!

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About oldhwysixwest

I'm currently pursuing a PhD in accounting at LSU. I also write fiction when I can (usually 4 am).
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2 Responses to LA Freeway

  1. Mark swanstrom says:

    The leaning tower of Oreos

  2. Mark swanstrom says:

    You have an amazing talent and I’m lucky to experience it.

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