Laughing over drinks, telling each other stories. Sharing in our problems, realizing neither of us know what we're doing. Sitting here for hours, talking about everything, talking about nothing. Take a sip from the margarita, and be thankful. Because when the world doesn't make sense, it's good to have friends like this.
I went for a walk today, just to get away from these four walls. To see something beyond my TV, dresser, and kitchen sink. To breathe some pine air, and hear some quiet. To shrink away from squirrels that get to close, because those things give me the creeps. To wander through this labrinth, the … Continue reading 25