I want you and you and nothing but you,
Miles and piles of you—
Finally I’ll have something worthwhile
To think of each morning—
You and you and nothing but you,
No substitution will do,
Nothing but fresh, undiluted and pure,
Top of the line,
And totally mine!
I feel like I’ve probably forgotten a lot of the places we visited but I wanted to write what I could remember, so I can
And what is Holy Week if not a time for a bit of introspection? The past couple of weeks have been quite the whirlwind that
I can’t tell you this is exactly where I imagined my life would be at 40 when I was 25. I don’t even remember half
I promise I won’t you send spam—only the kind you can eat. And even then, probably just as a recipe ingredient.
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