“Sometimes, there’s a man, well, he’s the man for his time and place.”

Hello, gentle readers.

Yesterday was a day of spiritual revelations.

This revelation came about in the most innocuous way imaginable: driving down the highway in Oklahoma City; on the way to a birthday party for a friend.

Let me set the scene: A warm Oklahoma evening. Clayton’s 1970′s Caprice classic. Windows down, Creedence Clearwater Revival on the radio. Blublockers on and friends in the seats next to me.

Driving down the highway with the wind in my hair and the sun on my face, I experienced a moment of complete oneness with the world. For that one perfect moment, life stopped, and I felt like that was exactly the moment that I needed to be in. It was almost as if I WAS the Dude.

Abide, man.

Miriah