tonight was Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson plus... hot toddies !! the bar was so cold that they started making tea. wearing 4 layers and my toque, i convinced the bartender to serve me up some earl grey and whiskey, lemon and sugar. far tastier than the famed hot-tapwater and tequila of previous cold nights. kept me belly-warm if anything, which is a good kinda warm.
his last few songs reminded me of winter walks home, and suddenly you are at your front door and you didn't even notice, either by streaming convo or merely clutching hands, but you are home and you just want to crawl into bed in your long johns, warm up, and get naked, toes and noses. yea, that old feeling.
funny where people all go to, everyone going.
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