Wife and kids stepped out for a smoke. (Quick trip to book store, actually.)
Mar 5, 2019, 7:19 PM
Almost silent in here except for a ticking clock, crackling fire, and what I believe to be an exhaust fan running in the kid’s bathroom. I’m not getting up to find out for sure. Four Roses being sipped and taking me straight away to paradise.
In the words of my good man Beefsteak. “Yes. Come on!”