Girl.
We’re living the life music row writes about.
The pull yourself up by your bootstraps, sit on your Ws, tighten your phantom topknot kinda life.
The life that makes your great grand babies name a blue-steel-eyed heir after you.
The life that chooses fm to streaming, black to frap, and currier to bird chirps.
The life that says k bye to easy because living the right side of an f5 is the only way the west is ever won.
Hold tight, girl, we have 15 go rounds left. And, I’d say it’s about to get a little western.
Photo, always and forever, by Stacy Pearce Creative.
