I would argue that pure freedom is skinny dipping in a waterfall-fed pond in the middle of nowhere after hiking 10 miles to get to it. Then sleeping under the stars next to a camp fire after dancing around it like a savage. Hmmmm, I'll have to do that someday.
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Hey Karin, I've been meaning to ask...what flavor of Scope do you give the truth?
I would argue that pure freedom is skinny dipping in a waterfall-fed pond in the middle of nowhere after hiking 10 miles to get to it. Then sleeping under the stars next to a camp fire after dancing around it like a savage. Hmmmm, I'll have to do that someday.
I'd have to agree with Michael, but in Montanta in August.
Anything that requires hiking 10 miles is by sheer definition NOT pure freedom. Sorry guys.
Chocolate milk and 80's music? Now THAT's freedom, baby.
I always knew you and i were kindred spirits, Cathy.
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