I love this… probably more so today at this particular moment, because I’m reading it from my garage recliner after my also-consistent morning routine wherein I spend a (large) portion of it in my garage recliner with coffee in hand, listening to the sounds of nature and my wind chimes in the breeze while the squirrels run rampant though the hood (silently hoping I snag one in my trap because they wreak havoc on my annual fall apple harvest), and chasing the birds out of the garage as they seek to build their seasonal home either in the garage door opener or amongst the shelves of stuff I’ve amassed over the years). Even as I type this, the neighbor across from me returned home in his regular fashion, pulling through his yard to park right up against the porch like the grass is just an extension of his driveway, all while screaming at something for reasons I have yet to determine even after all these years… and the neighbor three houses over in our court walks past us on his daily walk just shaking his head back and forth… I assume with the same level of confusion at the scene as mine most days.
We also moved here in 2000, and I find that oddly interesting only because of the year being the same. We went 22ish years living 10 minutes from each other without having ever met, and now I can’t imagine what a life without you would be like…ergo I don’t WANT TO imagine that life, because I HAVE imagined it (just kinda the nature of always planing for “worst-case scenario” that is inherent in my career choice).
What I DO know is that three of my best friends have moved across the country over the 26 years I’ve lived here, and a fourth, Southern Belle, will be doing so soon. I’m not sure what Buick Chest, Rich, and Rejoice would do without you… I would be crushed. So you can’t leave, if for no other reason than to prevent that.
Love ya brother! I always enjoy these snippets into your life. ❤️🔥
(Sorry for so many notifications that I commented. Apparently, my inability to NOT press the blue “send” button on my phone before I’m ready to send it diminishes at a rate proportionate to my age climbing. 🙄🤷♂️)
I really enjoy your stories of life in general. Glad you like it here (I've been here my entire life). I've visited plenty elsewhere but the midwest is for me. Give me a quiet, simple neighborhood and I am content. I'm glad you've settled here and that you are my friend.
I love this… probably more so today at this particular moment, because I’m reading it from my garage recliner after my also-consistent morning routine wherein I spend a (large) portion of it in my garage recliner with coffee in hand, listening to the sounds of nature and my wind chimes in the breeze while the squirrels run rampant though the hood (silently hoping I snag one in my trap because they wreak havoc on my annual fall apple harvest), and chasing the birds out of the garage as they seek to build their seasonal home either in the garage door opener or amongst the shelves of stuff I’ve amassed over the years). Even as I type this, the neighbor across from me returned home in his regular fashion, pulling through his yard to park right up against the porch like the grass is just an extension of his driveway, all while screaming at something for reasons I have yet to determine even after all these years… and the neighbor three houses over in our court walks past us on his daily walk just shaking his head back and forth… I assume with the same level of confusion at the scene as mine most days.
We also moved here in 2000, and I find that oddly interesting only because of the year being the same. We went 22ish years living 10 minutes from each other without having ever met, and now I can’t imagine what a life without you would be like…ergo I don’t WANT TO imagine that life, because I HAVE imagined it (just kinda the nature of always planing for “worst-case scenario” that is inherent in my career choice).
What I DO know is that three of my best friends have moved across the country over the 26 years I’ve lived here, and a fourth, Southern Belle, will be doing so soon. I’m not sure what Buick Chest, Rich, and Rejoice would do without you… I would be crushed. So you can’t leave, if for no other reason than to prevent that.
Love ya brother! I always enjoy these snippets into your life. ❤️🔥
(Sorry for so many notifications that I commented. Apparently, my inability to NOT press the blue “send” button on my phone before I’m ready to send it diminishes at a rate proportionate to my age climbing. 🙄🤷♂️)
Love this my brother @The Forge Letters. (And yeah I did get a notification of a note that was a bunch of words in random order from you :) )
I really enjoy your stories of life in general. Glad you like it here (I've been here my entire life). I've visited plenty elsewhere but the midwest is for me. Give me a quiet, simple neighborhood and I am content. I'm glad you've settled here and that you are my friend.
Thank you my brother. Obviously you are a reason we like it here so much.