"Wine is bottle poetry." -- Robert Louis Stevenson

Wow!  Mr. Stevenson, I think you are my soul mate.  I love wine.  The different varieties, the many flavors, the interesting bottle designs (yes I love bottle and label design), the new possibilities.

When I'm feeling down, I bust out a bottle of wine.  It relieves my stress.  It makes me happy.  It relaxes me.  It makes everything seem okay.   After yesterday's debacle, I am ready for an escape. Unfortunately the wine won't be opened until tomorrow.  And then it's on.  Wine with appetizers, wine with dinner, wine with dessert, wine before bed.

I imagine if I were an artist, wine would be a great way to get the creative juices flowing.  Sipping wine quietly in a cozy chair, maybe with a notebook or reading book, my mind tends to wonder.  I think about anything and everything.  I imagine.  I write in my head.  I'm not a very good writer, but I've always wanted to be.  To write a great book (I think I lean towards nonfiction, but wine drinking can still be a part of that) is a dream accomplishment.  To be able to translate the dribble in my head to a cohesive page would be divine.  And wine would become my best friend, my inspiration.

Maybe on Friday I'll try it.  It's vacation.  We'll probably stay home and watch tv or read, maybe play a board game.  A bottle of wine and a notebook might be just the perfect pair to round out the day.  Now to choose: red or white, dry or medium, slightly sweet... so many choices!  I think I'll ask the bf to get a variety for Thursday and one just for Friday, his choice, but something nice and sippable.