You turned that night into a bad habit.
Second floor.
Tight wooden stairs .
Long bar.
Dim lit room .
Blood in a tall glass.
The famous dead rabbit.
Freezing winter midnight down on Broadway.
......
It occurs to me.
That while I sit at this bar with a smile on my face because of the small conversations of old timers, the owner and the bartender.
I am overwhelmed by the beauty of life.
It kills me to know these times won't always be.
As I sit here at the end of the bar, and watch the interworking's of everyday people,
it's easy to see how truly special each of their lives are,
and they have no idea...
It occurs to me.
That while I sit at this bar with a smile on my face because of the small conversations of old timers, the owner and the bartender.
I am overwhelmed by the beauty of life.
It kills me to know these times won't always be.
As I sit here at the end of the bar, and watch the interworking's of everyday people,
it's easy to see how truly special each of their lives are,
and they have no idea...
You turned that night into a bad habit.
Second floor.
Tight wooden stairs .
Long bar.
Dim lit room .
Blood in a tall glass.
The famous dead rabbit.
Freezing winter midnight down on Broadway.
......