From the forest itself, comes the handle for the ax

The dreams get stranger and stranger. One involved being dunked into the ocean (I think) by some platform with a bunch of other people with a cage in the center of us. There were about 4 or 5 of us, and we would stare at each other once we were under water. The other one involved walking towards San Diego on a super long sidewalk that stretched for miles along the Pacific coast, but didn't angle up or down. Whatever rocks or obstacles that were there simply cut into the sidewalk and you had to figure out some way to get around them. I remember I kept thinking I had to stay off the edge, or else I would fall into the ocean.

I've finally got around to getting my maintenance for my car. It's a wonder how much you can push something without it breaking on you suddenly. I've put just about 50,000 miles on it in less than 4 years. And yet I can't get myself to justify spending any more money on it than absolutely necessary. I guess it does make sense after all.

Set it free. I've been on a spiritual tip these past few days. Lent really triggered something this time. Lots of things going on. It's a little overwhelming, but exciting.

Patterns engraved not so easily erased, still wandering trying to find your place