making plans

Cold and hungry, dog on my bed so not lonely,

I rest my feet, boots on the ground, thinking of a meal,

Whatever I do tonight is not a big deal, room for good vibes,

What is planned for tomorrow? I hopes or wait and see,

There is a place I want to see, but right where is where I am,

And that I can do, feeling the sheets on my skin,

Under the covers, warm within,

I look around the room and breath it in,

My wild heart was fed tonight, and for that I feel alright