Life really is like a pasture in Springtime. There you are, standing in the pasture enjoying the clean fresh air, the smell of lovely green grass, and birds chirping all around…..AND at that moment you realize you’re standing in a pile of shite…….and you thought you had it made.
Life really is like a pasture in Springtime. There you are, standing in the pasture enjoying the clean fresh air, the smell of lovely green grass, and birds chirping all around…..AND at that moment you realize you’re standing in a pile of shite…….and you thought you had it made.