Digeridoo You Hear What I Hear
Today my brother texted me:
"I’m sitting in the car in front of the liquor store on South Street while your nephew has a Didgeridoo lesson."
I read the text aloud to my mom.
"Tell him he should start drinking," she said.
This is my life.
350/365. Photo courtesy of Bernard Spragg and used under a Creative Commons license.