Thursday, April 26, 2012

Happiness Don't Drag Its Feet


This balm of a song is hitting the spot tonight. It's a rocking chair, the give of barn wood, the shuffle of a boot throwing up dust, my face in the divot of Evan's chest and warm, fragrant air at twilight. Paired with a bath, detox tea and a good book, life's about as good as it gets.

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