Sometimes, I read People Magazine and Architectural Digest.

 Sometimes when I'm in a waiting room, I read articles from magazines. To explain, what I'm doing is putting my phone in my purse and reading one of the usually few magazines available. People Magazine, at least the ones I've read, are light hearted and interesting. Interior Design magazines are fascinating to me. These show up less often than People, but to get more of a taste of what they are about, I can look at their YouTube channel or Instagram. They're even still in print.

 When I am looking at my phone, when I'm at home or wherever, sometimes an Instagram post from a friend I've known since middle school shows up. The interior design of his home inspires me. I like how the pictures sometimes include extras, such as his dog, or one of his fashionable carryalls. He has good taste. For as long as I've known him, his positive attitude, his thoughtfulness, his deserved pride in where he is from, and his good taste have been a constant. 

 What impresses me about him is how he has defined and described himself on his own terms in a positive way. While his statement may be taken in context because it was so long ago; he once said with utter conviction, "I'm a War Baby!" He described hearing bombs in his native country, Vietnam.

 If he ever decided to publish the story of his life, I'd read it. If he ever published his own Interior Design magazine, I'd get it. His magazine would certainly be on my coffee table. You'd think I'd put details about his socials here, but I have to ask first. Asking for permission from a War Baby seems to make sense.