the good old days

periodically in my life, i say to myself "these are the good old days" --- it just sorta happens, doncha know --- i got a high-maintenance hound who keeps me moving, an old cat that just wants to sleep all the time, flowers that bloom, and a lot of words that need typing --- plus robt, angela, assorted friends, and the view --- and all the bills paid on time

nevermind estranged friends and family, trumpistan, and what not, when i'm here at the typewriter with the sound on and the creatures about me, i can sorta stand it