It doesn’t matter where we do it.Â Even though comfort is nice.
It doesn’t matter if I don’t say a word.Â Even though I know you always want to hear me.
It doesn’t matter how long we get.Â But you know I never like to stop.
At least I always know that there will be more.Â It’s the only thing that keeps me going.
At least until next week at Bubbles in the Think Tank.