My Mind

The show is set in a glamorous 1960s that you never would have had access to anyway. It still makes you want to drink bourbon all day and resume your smoking habit. The rain outside turns to spring sun under your feet, but the hail washed so many petals off their branches. This is always the cruelty of April storms.

Still, you've almost made it through the deepest week, have almost stretched your strengths as far as they'll go, your pantry is empty but your steps along the river are steady, your breaths are full. We fall off the rails sometimes, but it's never too late to step back on.

No matter how you stumble, those cherry trees will always bloom, the days will continue to stretch into the evening, take over the long dark night, no matter how you fail, there will always be a chance for you to win again.