The Best Stories

Fred Antollini and Edwina Howard-Jack

Heat of jalapenos on my lips
Wheat beer with a tinge of fruit tingles my tongue
Scent of fresh coffee delights my olfactory
Natural, rough yet slightly polished wood and artwork please my eyes
I feel the pen in my hand
The blank page now less intimidating
There’s something wonderful about the senses when they are heightened
Feeling alive
A friendly sojourner saunters by and waves, “Hi, Fred,” I say
Wonderful hemp beer and lively conversations to follow
The best moments are unexpected, I am reminded
And the best stories involve friends