Here’s to good friends and old habits, to sweat and elbows, and old friends and good manners.

Here’s to new friends, and lips I don’t want to kiss, and easy laughter, pretty smiles and checkered shirts. To dark beer and blond hair, to good coffee and strong wind, to cold showers and warm, long walks.
Here’s to endless talks and strong bitter drinks, to the family you have and to that which you choose; to the younger you and the older counterpart.

Here’s to good music and strong arms on weary legs, to soft hands and rapid blinks. To cheep beer and murky water, and to being alone, and to other things that matter.

Thank you.