drinking red wine. Mmmm.

she had a bottle of red wine.

thankful for true friends and unconditional love. Especially now that I'm realizing how precious few and little I truly have.

been wide awake since 5:30 a.m.

read some Henry Miller essays on writing and go to bed early.

thinking about a very special gal. And an old Carly Simon song.

, therefore she is.

the world wasn't Public Domain sometimes.

going on a long drive, wishing ?uestlove from The Roots could be my DJ/passenger.

going back to the "dark ages" and sending something via snail mail. I'm also realizing my cursive has become dreadful.