Im sitting in my wooden slat chair drinking cupcake sauvignon blanc and listening for the most part to jason Isbell and libby just walked by out back wearing a formal red and black dress, elegant little shoulders bare, and honest to god tilted her head back and howled like a wolf, and it's probably a good thing that I have to work tomorrow because otherwise i dont know what would stop me from just sitting here and drinking pretty much all night, going over and over new old memories of all the undone familiar old new stuff (2015)