Riding home last night as the sun was setting and the air was cooling and the music was playing faintly in the background. The sound of locust cut through the twilight and we must have slipped through a time passage because suddenly it felt just like the 70’s again…Reminiscing, Time Passages, Right Down The Line…songs from back in the day playing so appropriately as rode along not speaking but feeling and saying so much as only music can and it was nice, you know? For a while there we were young and wild and free and I ask you…why stop? Let’s just intertwine and infuse some of that youth, that wildness, that freeness into this thing called adulthood. We’re older and wiser and by now we know what we want and what we don’t so let’s make it happen and live, really live man. Live outloud! I’m probably not explaining it right but I hope you dig it, and I hope you’ll stop by again tomorrow! Much Peace Love Art 😀
Oh, guess what? When we got home our son was watching That 70’s Show!!! How’s that for synchronicity? You gotta love life!