If there’s a heaven for me, I’m sure it has a beach attached.

Where's the church, who took the steeple, Religion's in the hands of some crazy ass people, Television preachers with bad hair and dimples, The God's honest truth is, it's not that simple

later down the road of life, i made the discovery that salt water was also good for the mental abrasions one inevitably acquires on land.

Back to my childhood where those monsters reside. They snack on innocence and dine on self esteem.

There will always be those who feel more comfortable not venturing from the warmth of the hearth, but there are those who prefer to look out the window and wonder what is beyond the horizon.

Therapy is extremely expensive. Popping bubble wrap is radically cheap.

I just thank God I don't live in a trailer.