George Harrison has been in the air a lot lately.
I wandered into the kitchen to make some chamomile tea with my Winnie the Pooh clover honey and heard George Harrison’s cover of “If Not For You” playing from the living room.
Bob Dylan and George Harrison’s friendship was one of my favorite things. The way they’d fiddle on their guitars together, singing. An allegory of sunshine and poetry.
The move might be happening, but not until I start my new job. It’ll admittedly be nice not having to share a bathroom with three other women.
I want to dream tonight but it breaks my heart. But my heart aches anyway.
Nightingale 
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