Coffee on porch
Stare into the Abyss
Rest brain, think about nothing ….
I wish I could tell you it was hard or difficult or easy but it hits you and you just do it or you don’t.
If you don’t, you miss it and you’ll never get it back. But only you will know, only you will live knowing it never quite got as good as you know it could have.
But isn’t everything like that?
We’re wide awake and we will never be here again, never this young again.