Listening to Barbra on Netflix while I try and gather thoughts to finish a blog writing and getting accounting ready to work. And I am doing well until she decides to sing …
The sun comes up
I think about you …
The morning ends
I think about you
I talk to friends
I think about you …
So as I write my blog
I think about you.
And as I wash my hair
I think about you.
Oh Hell.
I just think about you.
And I still love you like crazy.
