At some point throughout today I had the thought: I want to age like wine. Slow, steady and full of body.
I want to offer myself to this life as a nice glass of red wine that is drunk slow and steady. Instead of as a tequila shot that burns going down to later be felt straight in the head.
I’ll take the time. Time to acquire all the flavors of myself within my own barrel fully trusting the delight of the first poured glass.