My friends are awesome. And, if you’re anything like me, you constantly wonder why they seem to like you, especially to the degree that they do. It baffles me that they don’t get annoyed by my long stories and middle-school humor. Why do they have me over to their home? Why do they play music with me?
Though it will continue to be somewhat of a conundrum to me, I feel tremendously blessed. The greater the mystery, the greater the blessing. Thanks, friends.

it was nice to have you underfoot this weekend.