I’m out here , feelin' that Texas sun soak into my bones and thinkin' on how ...

Sittin' on the porch with a steaming cup of Java, I can't help but look back at that wild young hippie I used to be. I surely did learn a lot of lessons the hard way, trippin' over my own feet until I finally figured out how to be a functionin' adult without losin' my soul in the process. Growth isn't always pretty, but it’s a beautiful day to realize I finally made it to the other side of those hard years with a heart that’s still soft and a spirit that’s still free.
The biggest thing I’ve gathered along the way is to be truly grateful for your tribe. I’m talkin’ about the real ones who don't blink when the storm kicks up dust. You’ll know exactly who they are when the chips are down, and honey, those are the folks you keep close to the fire. Hook ’em forever, y’all.