I was a little tired of thinking.
But sky would fix that.
I love sky,
in every sense of the word.
The animal on my bed,
the clouds surrounding me, and
what’s keeping the ice in my glass company.
But my cat is back at home,
we are headed inside, so
I guess I’ll clutch onto my glass with all my might.
Sip. It strips everything away.
Drink. It leaves me at my core.
Gulp. It’s my favorite excuse.
You'll have to excuse me for now, that's all I've got.
xoxo
