These are pictures from this weekend. I was voluntarily displaced for a night to help raise awareness for the people of Uganda who live with constant war. We lived in a cardboard city outside of Soldier Field. Please check out Invisible Children and learn more about this important movement.
Sometimes it seems
We'll touch that dream
But things come slow or not at all
And the ones on top, won't make it stop
So convinced that they might fall
Let's love ourselves then we can't fail
To make a better situation
Tomorrow, our seeds will grow
All we need is dedication
Everything is everything
What is meant to be, will be
After winter, must come spring
Change, it comes eventually
after winter, must come spring
Posted by David at 10:04 PM
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dang, why do I always find out about these things after the fact? Please let me know what I am missing before the fact when I can still do something about it. hehe. looking forward to tomorrow's lunch.
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