...especially when it rains hard on a holiday, and you just want to stay in bed all day, but you can't because you have work.
So I drag my ass to the station and now I'm here making sure you're hearing good music while you stay in bed all day.
Posted a new poem. The sun is finally shining on my life again. The storm has raged on for four months, unceasingly. Now, thankfully, it's time to give the tears a break. For good? I'm hopeful. We found each other again, and this time we promise to do our damn best to make it better.
Welcome back, love. Welcome home.