flashes of lightning. the thunder fading to the east across the river, new rumbling nearing from the west. a steady rain on the roof. i wanted to get a cup of coffee and go sit in the barn and enjoy. but it was too early and i was too tired. so i just stayed in bed and thought. and smiled.
life is good.
the next one will be better.
life is good.
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I just remembered....Bob Seeger.
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