First day....

The first day of the rest of your life seems to be on mind a lot lately. Maybe it comes with age, maybe with seeing friends and family passing on. Maybe with the advent of spring, the return of many different birds, seeing all the new growth. I have a need to not conform not do the same old thing at the end of the day I want my dreams and freedom. The older one gets it seems that there are less and less dreams and freedom I want mine and I will strive to get there. Ones philosophy is key.

moving gear

boiler floor grate

boiler side wall texture

Nipkish pole

Rust never sleeps

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