Smile On Your Brother

I had a perfect dream of an old friend last night.

I just looked up from the bar, and he was standing there grinning and holding his arms open. We didn't speak, and that hug lasted for several minutes. There was laughter and music. Relief.

That kind of moment doesn't happen over the phone lines, but it does happen in real life and thank fuck for that.

i gotta a big lovey dovey hangover today.
it rocks.