in_your_backpack fyn gula we all have questions we carry around, backpacks full of the wonder of ourselves. we walk up to each other, set the burden down. "take a look." what do we have? a lot of it is good, some of it we find we have already done. because, don't we all have a heart, a soul, a mind? "for real. just give me the word. we're living it up, pitchin' a swing." 010307 what's it to you? who go blather from