pinkzibra: Hello cowboy, have we met?
pinkzibra: I live in the raw elements: through rain, snowstorms, and drought.
pinkzibra: We move to the rhythms of the moon.
pinkzibra: I learn about the herd, the grasslands and the wind.
pinkzibra: All the space I need
pinkzibra: Even walls have ears & secrets to tell
pinkzibra: We like our icecream
pinkzibra: I carry the hopes and dreams of my children
pinkzibra: The smile is in the eye
pinkzibra: Altitude and cigarettes
pinkzibra: Altitude killed my iPod
pinkzibra: Pee stop
pinkzibra: Here, for now
pinkzibra: Just stop for a second
pinkzibra: Oxygen please
pinkzibra: If only I could read your thoughts
pinkzibra: Isolation: the only draw back is opportunity (lack of)
pinkzibra: The simple life
pinkzibra: My worldly possesions
pinkzibra: Hello and welcome
pinkzibra: Walking on ice
pinkzibra: Pit stop, somewhere
pinkzibra: Home sweet home
pinkzibra: Don't have kids
pinkzibra: Beer o'clock
pinkzibra: Not alot going on...
pinkzibra: Alcohol abuse, much?
pinkzibra: Little shack and several hundred green botttles
pinkzibra: Rocking it in Lhasa