That 11:43pm crisp, nighttime air. It’s enchanting. Maybe it’s the peach-flavored wine or the fact that this life a beautiful one to live. Where’s my head at? I don’t reckon I realize that enough, or make something out of that utterance. I’ll put it on the to-do list.
I’ve been thinking about an assortment of things. Some I feel are silly, inconsequential matters. And other thoughts pertain to what I really want in life & how I plan to get there. It’s not always a smooth ride, as I’m sure many of you know and have learned time and time again. Does anybody really have it easy? Is that even worth debating? Save the chat for what will help us grow.
It’s the sweet wine, I’m sure of it.
