Well it’s June again and I’m dreaming of unplugging. Quitting my job, packing up the car, and sitting on a row boat in the middle of the pond is sounding pretty nice right now. I happen to know just the house.
I’d really like to take naps in this front yard.
And sit and have a cup of coffee in the morning on this couch.
And write stories about whoknowswhat sitting at this sweet little desk.
How can I make this happen? I’m open for suggestions.