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The Adventures Of Zuzu Zombie, Undead Detective

Sunday, July 12, 2009

50 days

In 50 days, I am southwest bound, back to my beautiful home of El Paso, Texas. In those 50 days, I am making some changes. Changes I have needed for a long long time. I have a number, I have a goal, I have a reason, I have a...soul? Well, it just looked like it needed a rhyme lol. Trying to straighten up a crooked spiritual walk, make a move for the better. I am on a rare upswing right now...I'm gonna ride this puppy like a bucking horny toad...or would that be a spitting horny toad...hmmm...but I digress....

The door of the day from a New Mexico website. What is on the other side of this one? Bad habits broken in the form of chimisa? Happiness with the scent of wild bluebonnets? A cactus or two of disappointment sprinkled with colorful blossoms of possibility? Whatever it is, good, bad or indifferent, I promise rest. I promise relaxation. I promise renewal. Not by my hand alone, which it has been for a while, but by one who is greater than me. I'll ride this horny toad 'til the end, but God is a-gonna hold the reins...and they are tiny...ever see em? Little suckers...

So...wanna play it safe and just peek through the cracks in the wood or gaze over the fence.

Or do we...

open...

the...

door...

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2 comments:

Sleepy Cat Hollow said...

Luckily the fence is low...we could just bypass the gate and hop over! That is as long as there are no cacti...rubbing bum as we speak.

Diosa Del Desierto Corazon said...

Cacti and tushies don't mix, that is for sure. The lower back is bad too...learned the hard way!