Us kids all home of a Saturday morning, for once.
Lounging around in comfy Saturday morning clothes.
Snow falling outside, rolling the earth in a big bowl of powdered sugar.
And we all listen to Hannah tell about jury duty and staying up till twelve in the morning deliberating.
There's big puffy circles under her eyes, but she's all animated and her eyes are alight as she tells it how it was, and shakes her head at some people.
It all kinda sounds like this if you put the morning to music.
Who was it that said forever is made up of nows? Emily Dickinson?
Yeah. This is forever right here.