You’re allowed to hit the gym then drink an XL black coffee and blast Ain’t It Fun by Paramore and be swarmed with gratitude to the point chills run up and down your back muscles (which are massive because you lift hard with good form) and think to yourself ‘wow life is a miracle I’m so lucky to be alive’
I have no ring for your finger
I have no banquet table to lay
I have no bed of feathers
Whatever promises I made
I can't promise you fair sky above
Can't promise you kind road below
But I'll walk beside you, love
Any way the wind blows