Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings.

A bird without wings is dinner. 


My normal is…

…summer days that smell like cow manure.

…dog kisses first thing in the morning.

….shoe shopping in the children's section.

...pointing to my hand to show where I'm from.

…venison dinner cooked over a grill year-round.

…jacked up trucks and dirt bikes.

…a front door that never gets locked.

…messy bun, yoga pants, a sweatshirt, and cowboy boots.

…country music on the radio.

…being the last one to show up but the last one to leave.

…chips and salsa everyday.