Eyes closed,
Hood on,
Locked into my old wooden chair,
Dreaming,
Drifting,
Disappearing.
Trails,
Futons,
Love,
Where’d I just go?
Everywhere,
Nowhere.
Awesome…
"Every pursuit, no matter what its stated end, has at its foundation purpose, survival, growth, and renewal." John Steinbeck
Eyes closed,
Hood on,
Locked into my old wooden chair,
Dreaming,
Drifting,
Disappearing.
Trails,
Futons,
Love,
Where’d I just go?
Everywhere,
Nowhere.
Awesome…
Thank you and I hope your day goes well.
Love it. You captured it. That’s the feeling. —CC