there are some things that carry with them irreplaceable moments of joy.
one of those things is having drinks on a porch.
you've got to understand something. the wind carries with it the potential at any moment to be refreshed. so when you're sitting on a porch with bourbon, which has become an infatuation for me since I moved to Kentucky, in a small Reidel glass with heilo (a luxury in some parts of the world), and , and the breeze is blowing your bra-length curly Afro, and the sun is setting over your left shoulder, you might have had the thought too: there is nothing more satisfying than this moment.