questions, breathes through excess answers.

Wine thoroughly eases.

Wine tells me to not stop for anything.  Wine is from a plant.  Something that has so much life in it… hard for me to put into words, but I’m of life right now like I never have been.  A human, me, trying to be like a plant.  I will be more life than that plant.  I will.  Wine shouldn’t get jealous.  Wine made this writer who he is today on February 21st.  I’m eased… oh am I eased.  Thoroughly.  Want more questions.  Answers means there’s a stop.  And I refuse any stop.