on march 1st we have a house.
the house has a pool.
the pool is surrounded by a massive back yard.
the massive back yard is surrounded by a big pretty fence.
it's like the secret garden. space for a fire pit, space for a tiki bar and everywhere for our family of dogs to make happiness their own.
how did i get this lucky?
(kennedy, you were right about being fated to lose that other place.)
and there's a garage i get all to myself to start up shop.
and a fucking dishwasher.
when discussing the possible problem of friends not wanting to make the drive to james island we came to conclusion that if you have a pool, they will come.
agreed?
holy hell new chapter in my life is all set except for a job. i'll get on that soon.
believing more and more in karma.
boys and girls i am happy to be back.
and this is how i feel.
minus the drunken fact that i can't quite remember this photo being taken because of Ivan and his bourbon.
minus also the stuffed globes popping from under my wife-beater.
but in a holistic sense, this is the wonderful way that i feel.