Rest Area
Anyone gotta go?
I really appreciate an open rest area. It’s a place to pause, where we weary travelers can choose to stop along the busy highway of life in order to refresh ourselves for the long, hard road ahead. A rest area is where I bump into my own humanity in all its shapes and sizes, in all its colors and creeds, in all its invisible variety except for that universal need to stop and to take a break before moving on. The rest area embodies our very best instincts, from our acknowledgement of being human, to the need for creating a space where we may attend to the most practical aspects of being alive.
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- Jonah · September 12‹ DrinkWater, Bread, Wine ›