Sometimes the best thing you can do is just stop the train, get out and smell the roses. There aren’t any roses around us but Tay and I did have an adventurous day, first in the office, then around the ballpark and finally at Fort Mason to stare down The Rock and further in the distance, the Golden Gate Bridge. Sailboats dot our left. Seagulls to our right. Taylor’s nose is firing on overdrive, the smell of the sea overpowering on this brisk evening filled with the sounds of children playing behind us and the waves crashing before us. The waters are choppy today, and the sailboats are fending for their lives.

“I’m very sure, this never happened to me before
I met you and now I’m sure
This never happened before

Now I see, this is the way it’s supposed to be
I met you and now I see
This is the way it should be”

While for the most part, Paul could be right, this scene seems so very familiar to me. It has happened before. Over and over again. And maybe that’s the lesson I need to learn.

“Velvet, I can wish you,
For the collar of your coat,
And fortune smiling all along your way,
But more I cannot wish you,
Then to wish you find your love,
Your own true love this day.”

Taylor’s tail wiggle waggles, bringing a smile to me with every wiggle and every waggle. He wants so bad to say hello to the seagulls. He’s got his daddy’s WOO. The white ones are beautiful. I like his style. I like his taste. He also wants to say hello to literally every single person that walks by us. No stone left unturned as he slobbers his sloppy love on every unsuspecting victim, most all happily so.

This has most certainly happened before.

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Originally written April 3, 2017

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GO ADVENTURE.GO TRAVEL.GO LIVE.
ALWAYS BE EPIC.

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