Meech

I drink good coffee in a little pretentious coffee shop,

I sleep under the fish

and I sit in the dark listening to music, good music, the Sweet Baboo, the ceiling fan spinning a nice breeze, and soon the alarm will come alive, and I'll make coffee, go to work, carry some sandbags, come home, ride, crack a beer, and give Meech a hug.

cheers,d.