a goose egg


I often experience these moments of pure bliss. like right now I’m sitting by the open window pleasantly drunk, the rain drenched forest is blowing a fragrant summer breeze through it, there are a few fireflies outside the early ones, good chill music is playing, I’m drumming to it as I see fit the Phillies just won their fifth straight and I’m this close to being a citizen and finally having a country to call home