I'll let Ellis say it

[winterbadger]

Pop the cork, a champagne glass
Raise to the future, drink to the past
Thank the Lord for the friends he cast,
In the play he wrote for you.

And if you love the girl, man, light up a torch
Blaze a trail to her front porch
Kiss her till your lips are scorched
Till the rain comes down on you

Bless your sweet mistakes,
That crumbled you down to your knees.
That brought you to this place
Changing you by degrees…
When change was just what you needed…

--Ellis Paul, "Sweet Mistakes"

Comments

[deridere.livejournal.com]

So...you finished your paper then, eh?

[winterbadger]

I did, at 5 am this morning, after working on it all afternoon, taking a break for dinner and conversation with A., and then coming home.

[deridere.livejournal.com]

Slack arse - I thought the deal was *if* you finished your paper!

[winterbadger]

It was. But I didn't want the dinner to go to waste! ;-)

[deridere.livejournal.com]

Likely story!

[winterbadger]

It was a seriously tasty dinner!

[deridere.livejournal.com]

Oh, I don't doubt that - at least you have your priorities in order ;O)