It’s 9:20 pm.
The moon is bright. It’s quiet. It’s 80 degrees (for you Celcius people, perfect). There is no wind. There are no bugs. There is no humidity.
There is me. There is a cigar. There is a beer. There is a dog.
There is peace.
The moon is bright. It’s quiet. It’s 80 degrees (for you Celcius people, perfect). There is no wind. There are no bugs. There is no humidity.
There is me. There is a cigar. There is a beer. There is a dog.
There is peace.