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Vacation Files

Have you ever planned a vacation
on paper... or Google docs,
and not taken it yet?
And maybe you won't, for a long, long time?

I have, I have

and it's not that we won't go
it's just that the vacation days and the pennies in the jar
haven't added up yet
but that ain't stopping me from making my vacation files
and getting giddy about the far-offs in the far-future with you

because why not?

And don't worry, I'm enjoying the now, too
But on occasion, I just need some time to dream up a trip 'cross the sky
or the water
or the road
just for fun.
And all the foods we'll eat at the pier
and all the candies we'll taste in the Europe
and all the shows we'll see on that Broadway
and all the sun that will kiss us
and all the rainwater that will drench us
and all the hidden waterfalls we'll become acquainted with.
And then I click save, and close.

The vacation files, they stay where they be
and I open them up sometimes, and edit them sometimes, and smile
But don't worry, love
cuz tonight and tomorrow and the day after that
are with you, right here, in our small town
eating popcorn and boxes of chocolates
taking walks down the street and walks down memory lane
cradling babies and laughing as we clean up dinner
and that's just fine with me
because you make each night
a mini vacation
itself.



Day #314

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