The Abbey

 I love the Abbey.

Our new apartment is on the 17th floor, so there's an amazing view of the western edge of the Big B.

Well, it's amazing on a clear day, but Old Man Smog has a way of blackening lungs, eliminating a need for sunglasses and making you feel like your suffocating in an eternal fart.

But I guess that's life, some days are bright and clear and some days are foggy and farty.

But the cool thing is that the Ancient of Days isn't like the air quality in Beijing or our emotions or Super Bowl Champions.

He don't change. Numbers 23:19.

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