Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
I met my first husband at night and he was wearing sunglasses. (This is another fellow) Fell in love with my cool dude and had our beautiful two kiddos.
Everyone looks COOL in shades! You captured that energy perfectly.
ReplyDeleteI met my first husband at night and he was wearing sunglasses. (This is another fellow) Fell in love with my cool dude and had our beautiful two kiddos.
DeleteThat's a great story, Granny Annie!
DeleteVery good!
ReplyDeleteVery cool
ReplyDeleteWell done.
ReplyDeleteHappy Christmas season to you 💖🎄
ReplyDeleteOh this guy is just too cool. Well done my friend. Thank you for sharing with FFO and have a very nice weekend.
ReplyDeleteI like it.MI'm glad you shared it.
ReplyDeleteIt has a lot of character.
ReplyDeleteHe excudes a cool character.
ReplyDelete