Every once in a while and more if you're lucky, you will get to go to that place that soothes your very soul.
For each soul this is a different place.
For me...it's the long drive through the foothills of the Sangre de Cristo Mountains, singing out loud to John Cougar Mellencamp and 3 Dog Night, a drive up motel with just a hint of Old Route 66, cold martini (double dirty) at Doc Martins, walking the old artsy streets and soaking in some earthy and heavenly and vibrant spirituality.
Thanks Daddy B for taking me to renew my heart of hearts.
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