Jolene by Dolly Parton except it’s playing downstairs while you’re laying up in the loft of a cabin listening to the thunder and rain hitting the roof tiles above you
The best and only song for the night before my quarter-century birthday.
Jolene by Dolly Parton except it’s playing downstairs while you’re laying up in the loft of a cabin listening to the thunder and rain hitting the roof tiles above you
The best and only song for the night before my quarter-century birthday.
When someone I trust – and who trusts me – rests their head on my shoulder, their world may tilt, but mine gains a little bit of its lost balance back.