Sorry I just in my mind I was like we walk up with the like shit heads on Cause we can't let Tina see us Yeah exactly Let me guess the cool tree kids
The heat caramelizes the natural sugars in the leaves
From the crazy church lady, to the baklava shop owner, to the hookah-smoking uncles, to the old Italian cursing at the top of his lungs at some poor unfortunate soul on the other end of the phone line, to the cleaning lady sleeping outside under the umbrellabeing surrounded by such free spirits has been the best medication my psychiatrist never prescribed, and possibly the greatest tools God has used to bring healing and wholeness into my life, and to lead me toward sanity and sanctity.
Folkehelseinstituttet (in Norwegian)
Officially, the prolonged retrospective of Dylan kicks off this week with his own Chronicles: Volume 1, the first memoir in what will be a series
Ideas are welcome as I have not found the pefect method beyond drying out every tobacco I get