WANT

When I hear myself say, "I want (fill in the blank)" I know it's time for me check in with the Universe and confirm that all of my needs are met and in fact exceed my expectations. Belly full, balls empty, sheltered and loved. Check, check, check and check. My wants cannot be allowed to wander off with my serenity, much less my sanity. Feeding the beast is not my best self. I want to be my best self today.

​I dig Dusty Slay. He's tabled up at one of my favorite places on the interstate to treat the need for sustenance, Cracker Barrel. What I want to know is, what's his table mate listening to? Is he wondering if chickens can swim or his he listening to the female voiceover or is he coming out of a tour bus party-induced haze wondering why he is at Cracker Barrel with Dusty Slay? I want to know. Maybe I'll go for a ride and rocking-chair-ponder on their porch while waiting for a table to fill up my belly.

Make it a beautiful day!