and watched the five dogs i had brought tear after one another
around the park, kicking up a billow of dust and sand, and i stood there with
the wind tugging at my skirt and i am joyous, i am delighted, i am suddenly
solidly alive.
increasingly today i have been effervescent, i have been myself,
frolicking with the dogs, bounding about, my hair afire. i remember what it is
to be happy. suddenly. far cry from this morning. something is changing.
something is different.
i don't know what it is. i don't care. just stay this way,
please. anything to not fade back into that fine grey mist.
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