I woke up this morning at 2:22 to the smell of a cigarette. My mom is like clock work. She came by to let me know everything is good.
I’ve erased three of these next paragraphs and I’m a man of few words this morning.
Maybe that’s why my mom came down from heaven….
.....be a man of action and less words today.
So enjoy a gorgeous Humpday… it will be a perfect day in Chicagoland. Seven o’clock sunsets are nearing their end for this year. They’ll be back next spring….
