Saturday, September 8, 2012

The Sunday Morning



It's dry, hot, and a spoon of homesick.


The Sunday morning when we got hangover back in AZ.
I was back from the church and got you a coffee in the Wendy's, you brought me some chocolate cookies.

We sat downstairs
talked nonsense
watched the time passing by

and talked nonsense, again.





Dude, what a goooooood day!



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