I laid in the grass for the first time in over 5 years today.
I just laid there, in dad’s lawn, looking at clouds and planes fly over. A lot of it had to do with my dog. I was rolling out of my van, and right as I got to the bottom, my dog pulled me straight to the grass a foot away. I didn’t have time to stop and my ass got pitched out. I picked up my phone.
“hey dad, I’m here. I’m on your lawn.”
He came out and helped back in.
My dog did not seem to feel guilty.
