A Portrait of Self 4 Years Later
Sometimes I still drink so much wine that I turn into a grape. Definitely not as often as I used to, but it happens. And that is fine for now- it is what I like to do.
I still fall in love. And it really is love. All different kinds of love, I realize. And yeah- sometimes I fall out of it. But not always. I am learning and un-learning. There are a zillion ways to love.
I still need electronic music. I highly doubt that will change. But, you never know.
I still feel good about my journey through life. I mean really- how could it be otherwise? This is it and so I do it and I am lucky to enjoy this. So very much.
I don’t hear whispers from the status quo at all anymore. I don’t even really think the status quo exists. And I appreciate those who help bust up the dupery of what us common people should accept. Thanks guys.
Somedays my tired body aches and my mind races. Other days my body races and my tired mind aches.
Each time I am still dancing when the sun has risen, it is not a good morning. It is a fucking great morning.
