Sunday Night

If we didn’t have friends, we would never leave the house.  We would not get to meet their mothers in tiki restaurants with views of the sunset over the bay and the Emeryville sandpipers massing on the pier.

If we didn’t have motorcycles, we would smile less.  We would not live as loudly or fast, or feel the pleasure of a perfect lean on a curve.

If we didn’t have dogs, we wouldn’t go for walks along the bay or in the woods.  We wouldn’t have shadows spilling unconditional love in our lives or bringing perfect moments of joy, and of zen.

 

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  1. SoulSister · · Reply

    😘

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