A Long Lost Friend

I was cleaning out the basement the other day and found a long lost friend in the bottom of a filing cabinet. It was a journal from 2007 that I had completely forgotten existed. Here are a few pages that I particularly liked.

"To the Stars on the Wings of a Pig!"
I knew I had something in common with Steinbeck.

If you can see the beauty in a rotting piece of pizza
dug out of a garbage can, then you can see the beauty in anything.

Not a great drawing, but there is just something I love about the asymmetrical balance,
and the mundane shovel sitting idly by while something miraculous is happening on the horizon.