in my dream life i have things like a sunny yard, a rocking chair, fresh baked bread and tomato plants.
in my real life i am getting pretty close to all those things.
isn't that the way.
a series of the longest days. a bum leg acting bum. feeling so tired the ache won't go away. the boxing in that happens.
followed by this day. when the love is so real its like you know now how it was always supposed to be. and the streets feel like home. and the coffee does its thing just the way.
i was inspired at work this week by alot of little things. and then i went home and fell deeper in love than i have ever been.
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