Joseph Arthur exemplifies that cracked, harvest moon-colored safety light spraying its lazy color down upon the ground from its drooping perch, where it's always hanging out in the rain and the snow and the biting winds, losing its paint and its time. He's the kind of man who seems to have learned how best to deal with any suffering that comes his way. He's got a faith in the rains never lasting forever. The overcast skies might be another matter altogether, but he's prepared to deal with those however they need to be dealt with. Without being penned in or pressed too hard, he believes that - with the right person in his corner - they might be able to just roam far enough around the clouds, to avoid the greatest of their wrath. And if not, well, he hasn't gotten that far yet. Here's to hoping. Here's to the long walk that it will take no matter what.
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