In the sun, to me
A glass of red wine, and the sunlight is going horizontal. It’s Friday and the air feels smooth, the weekend opening like a time-lapsed rose.
Slow, at the moment, but these things always speed up.
Scott Weiland is singing “Atlanta” on my CD player and I’m writing this before showering and getting ready for the night. The day, so far, has felt a bit rushed. I didn’t get a lot done but hey, it’s the weekend now. Time for some fun.
Kelli will be out, later. We’ll probably hit Tramps and unwind. I’m looking forward to seeing her. Ah, and congratulations to Dawn and Bob on the birth of their daughter, Taylor Marie — health and happiness to all of you.
Well, I’d better get rolling here. Thanks for reading — catch you later…