This was perfect to read right now. I’m tired and sick and all I want to do is loll around in the grass barefoot next to somebody who’s going to lick my hand and maybe run with me later.
Nothing’s really wrong – there’s lots of wonderful stuff going on, and the only truly bad things in my life are worries about a few of my friends and the very real problems they’re dealing with.
Me, I don’t have anything that a nap in the sunshine couldn’t handle.
T, I think I’m borrowing Murphy and Judah next weekend.