When the sun sets against the clouds and the trees late in the fall and everything's got this golden tinge to it that brings out the real colors something deeper than you get at any other time of the year.
Just getting off the phone because your billionaire friend Jon has invited you on a date tonight. I admit, that does make me a little happy. (We need a good...sheepish...face!)
Having friends at home and abrode to chat with when the depression hits the head like a ton of bricks dropped down from the upper atmosphere landing directly on my nogin causing me the rattle on like i do