A Good Friday


I just watched Heat for the first time. What a great movie. I read half of Cat’s Cradle. And now I’m listening to that new Sturgil Simpson album.

I wonder if years from now if I’ll see these words. If some night when I’m old and grey, I’ll look at Deniro sitting there and remember what a good time I was having. There’s just no telling. Because I could be gone tomorrow. Anyone could.

Even with a giant ass volcano under Yellowstone ready to blow us all to hell, I’m in a good mood. Old me, remember how this felt.


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