I slowly surrender to the child in me who can't say goodbye.
It's a fine line between Saturday night and Sunday morning.
I just want to live happily ever after, every now and then.
Only time will tell if it was time well-spent
Where it all ends I can't fathom, my friends. If I knew, I might toss out my anchor.
Sail the main course in a simple sturdy craft. Keep her well stocked with short stories and long laughs. Go fast enough to get there but slow enough to see. Moderation seems to be the key.