Sunday evening…
Warm spring breeze sneaking through the window screens calmly…
Rewatching Fast 7 because it’s a fav, nostalgic as I peruse Spotify in search of fresh inspiration for these new ideas forming in my head…
Pen behind my right ear, guarded by the mischievous fairy embedded behind said ear. Notebook awaiting new ideas doodles and perspectives…
Dinner cooking away, homemade burgers with grilled onions and mushrooms, smoked gouda cheese melting…
Sipping on an iced cold brew swirled with vanilla sweet cream, my senses interrupted by you…
I wish I could erase you from my brain, however, I have stubbornly come to the conclusion that you will forever be cemented into my thoughts and heart…
A handsome stranger stitched deep inside my core, that yellow will always surround…
Sunday evening indeed…
Take my hand, take my whole life too, for I can’t help falling in love with you… -Elvis Presley
