I just want you to know that I am here and available to volunteer to rescue any dusty bottles of bourbon that may be causing you discomfort. That’s just the kind of virtuous person I am.
I dig the stream of consciousness, the stream, the tide filling the holes and then retreating and then the holes reappearing wet with new life, crawdads or crawmoms or what have you. There’s a trust inherent in the holes. An acceptance perhaps, that the holes will be filled or empty, and either way is the way it’s meant to be.
I just want you to know that I am here and available to volunteer to rescue any dusty bottles of bourbon that may be causing you discomfort. That’s just the kind of virtuous person I am.
Alive is a good word.
So is Old.
Especially considering the alternative
🙌♥️😘
Merkin. That’s mine found for the day.
I dig the stream of consciousness, the stream, the tide filling the holes and then retreating and then the holes reappearing wet with new life, crawdads or crawmoms or what have you. There’s a trust inherent in the holes. An acceptance perhaps, that the holes will be filled or empty, and either way is the way it’s meant to be.