the past two days have been B E A utiful days. God has really blessed us, and im loving every minute of it. Yesterday we played a lot of frisbee and my legs hurt a lot, today I ran to Hillsef and Cougs house then back to ATO. Good run, legs are loving me.
While I was on my brisk two or so mile jog I listened to a song by Jason Michael Carroll entitled, "Where I'm From". It made me start thinking about where I am from.
I am from a town were its okay to be a Rebel, every person older than 40 go to the farmers market on saturday mornings. Where high school and college football dominate the fall weekends, where the guys drive SUVs and Trucks. Where friends argue every night about what to do and usually end up at Starbucks or Church parking lots. Where all the everyone grew up playing baseball, and where friends stay friends even though they are separated by an entire state. Thats where I am From.
Where are you from?
You stay Classy.
And I think Hill peed in my Gatorade
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