Slept in. We all did. So rushed.
But I love the rush. The fire to catch up to the day and what could happen if you don’t.
Should be hot again today, I think leaning against the wall waiting for a 4-shot mocha I know I don’t need. I do this to myself, the waiting and expense for this caffeine leash. Still waiting. Drive fast but not to winery– think I’m next, guy with grande Americano, 4 shots like mine, just picked up, left. It’s Sunday–
Writing the whole way.
Tireless writer
Surrounded by vines,
People,
People and wine,
Languages and
Words–
All I need–