I am still learning.
“I have heard people rant and rave and bellow, that we’re done and we might as well be dead. But I’m only a cockeyed optimist, and I can’t get it into my head.”
It was a favorite song of my mom’s. Maybe she whispered it to me in my sleep.
Thanks mom. Miss you.
“I have heard people rant and rave and bellow, that we’re done and we might as well be dead. But I’m only a cockeyed optimist, and I can’t get it into my head.”
It was a favorite song of my mom’s. Maybe she whispered it to me in my sleep.
Thanks mom. Miss you.
So… hi.
So… hi.