Alas, me thinks OVERINDULGENCE
is the term of the day. It most likely has
something to do with wanting to squeeze
out every last iota of joy from our mini-vay.
Get up too early, eat too many pancakes,
drink too many Bloody Marys, drive too
many miles, shop too many antique stores,
eat too much Mexican food, build the bonfire
too big, talk too long into the night, go to bed
too late and do it all again on the morrow.
And nooooo regrets whatsoever. This is the
stuff memories are made of!
dying on the vine
more adventures lie in wait
anxious to suffer
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