I just got a call. My wood beams are coming in the morning and we might get started framing despite the looming threat of rain. Thats what I'm talking about. Be on top of your game. Thats the kind of phone call I want to get. So I'm simmering down now. I'm thinking that the day needs a soundtrack. There has been too much texture, emotion, and inclimate weather for it to also be devoid of melody.
And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today. Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today. But we'll find a way. And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way.