jamming with sage

I think I had my favorite memory of the week tonight.  Juls, Sage and I took a trip to the store to pick up ice cream (blue bell!), laundry detergent and aloe vera cure because our entire bunch got burned.  Sage asked if we could play the Jams - really loud - all the way there and back.

So we did.  We turned up Coming Home as loud as we could, rolled down the windows, and I jammed to one of my favorite songs and looked up at the stars and felt the Georgia breeze on my hot face.

I'm coming home

I'm coming home

tell the world I'm coming home

Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday

I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven my mistakes

I'm coming home, I'm coming home

Tell the world that I'm coming home.