"At the River Piedra, I sat Dowm and Wept"

I felt the need to title this blog after a Paulo Coelho book I have been reading. Wow. Enough said so far… The River Piedra is one that whenever you throw anything into it (a rock, dead insects, ect) It becomes apart of the rocks that …
 
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