companion


I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude. – Henry David Thoreau

Not really a drinker, but tonight. I owe it to myself to mourn. Cheers!

3 thoughts on “companion

  1. Cheers! May you have warm words on a cold evening,
    a full moon on a dark night,
    and the road downhill all the way to your door.

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