every day in 2016, write a sentence or a paragraph or a poem that inspires or appreciates
The cowboys, the outlaws, the bandidos, whoever they were, rode into town. They whooped and hollered and yelled and shouted, they shot their guns into the air, they took over the center of town. They drank beer and whiskey and rum and brandy and even tequila. They stirred up the bands to play their rowdiest songs. They danced with each other and they danced with the bar girls and they danced with the girls who peeked into the bars out of curiosity. They even went out into the neighborhood and found girls they brought back to drink and dance with them. They had a helluva good time, the people who drank and danced with them had variations on a helluva good time, depending on how many inhibitions they could drop for an evening and a night. And in the morning, some very tired and drunk and hungover cowboys slowly mounted and rode out of town, but among them were more than a few grins and smiles, and even one cowboy who laughed out loud! Be that cowboy. Be any one of those cowboys. Have a helluva good time and drag people around you into having variations on a helluva good time, then ride away weary, drunk, hungover, but grinning, smiling, or laughing. Have you something better to do?