miceail's misadventures

How many roads must a man walk down, before you call him a man? How many seas must the white dove sail, before she sleeps in the sand? The answer my friend, is blowing in the wind

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A young guy getting older, figuring his place in the world by seeing it. Trying not to live with regret but living with sacrifices made. Getting by with height, humor and humility

Monday, August 21, 2006

maxwell



damn... seeing my boy brodie brought back some serious memories. we used to be thick as thieves when we were young boys even though we lived so far away from eachother. being born a month apart and me not having any brothers meant we used to chill like crazy whenever we could. the dude introduced me to hip hop....back in the day, the rap tracks days...lol. damn. he's doing his thing in calgary for encana, an oil company, brought down his girl. caught up, but not as much i'd like. heading to new york tommorow, so i guess it just got kept short and sweet with some single malt and a cigar

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