lips to glass, tounge to beer, smoke to lungs, and to mine, too, i fear.
the man at the door made sure i knew it cost more to be sober, i just nodded, then paid my dues ($8, a few deep breaths of second hand smoke, and bells in my ears).
i was watching ya'll let go of what life has delt you- you open up, let go, give in, suck down.
the music was absolutely amazing, moved right through me.
the company was amazing, too. nothin like an old friend to raise my spirits.

what a night. just what i needed.