Not that my dreams are acceptable. It's better for a man to live the harder while dreaming of the softer instead of living the softer while dreaming of the harder, I admit that.
Not going to lie, driving to a breezy post on a saturday morning with no traffic, a misting rain with pleasant instrumental music playing on the radio is really nice and comfortable...*at the corner of your mind your place is reminded* I am thankful for it while shifting in my car seat uncomfortably.
Small price for ease.
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