Here We Are On The Road. We

Breathing Is Optional, But I Need Some Air.

What's Wrong With People?" She Says, Almost Too Quiet For Me To Hear. "were They Born With Parts Missing Or Did It Fall Out Somewhere Along The Way?

We Smile, Because This Is How We Save The World.

We Eat And Sleep And Shuffle Through The Fog, Walking A Marathon With No Finish Line, No Medals, No Cheering.

Enough White Lies Can Scorch The Earth Black.