A chronic smoker, that white-haired man who never stopped talking, and the backwash guy. Three reg barflies and a keep. Lies told, secrets shared, and all I heard was “Ah, one more for the road”. Swiftly, I would grab a frosty beer glass from a humming cooler, then reach for the silver tap. Froth to pour, the perfect head, and ding went the register. Sale…total….enter…$2.25.
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Hanging out on a merry-go-round in the heart of a summer was very teenage…
Riding the bus on a rainy Friday night…
That one spot along the way home where you ran as fast as you could every single time because of that story…
Stop and take notice or end up missing everything. – Ash
A mild winter’s night walk makes me grateful for my lungs. – Ash
smell of evergreen
in a November forest
can take you back home
I realized on a walk today that if you stare at fallen leaves long enough they come alive again. – Ash
When you exploit all the good things life gives you, it doesn’t leave mushroom for the bad things. – Ash
night comes earlier
snot runs down my nose as quick
streetlights guide me home
Earth To Ash 