That. Never. Gets. Old.
It began with a chill
Of Thursday and Friday
It was a tonic for both of us.
Banned at last
We've been burning on borrowed time.
A cleaner ride
Honestly, I think it’s who I am.
The numbers are in
It was quite the skid.
Odds. Ends.
Small pleasures.
(But it’s a dry heat)
Fairly comfortable, considering.
‘I can see clearly now…’
The overwhelming sense is one of living in the mountains.
An overdue haircut
(I can assure you that my mane is intact.)
Life is… perfect
These things matter only to me.