Maybe Heaven is Supposed to be this Planet
Maybe Heaven is supposed to be this Planet. This is the butterfly that’s going to carry me home, and this is the trash I’m going to pick up later, I hope.
Maybe Heaven is supposed to be this Planet. This is the butterfly that’s going to carry me home, and this is the trash I’m going to pick up later, I hope.
A friend of ours suggested that we check out communal living during our travels. After sending out four inquiries, I’m pleased to receive word back from the Fox Housing Cooperative this morning.
The cooperative offers 1 week trial periods during which we’re expected to help with its organic farming endeavours.
Although I doubt we’ll do this particular commune, it’s pleasing to me to have this information, this option. I feel as though the world is our oyster. Steve and I surf the web, talk with friends, consider possibilities, and we milk the real out of the virtual.