sometimes i am a complete fool.
sometimes i just need a good, hard shake.
put your hands on my shoulders and shake.
yesterday (day being key) was one of the best in a while.
i woke up in time but cuddlefests need to be drawn out, making me late if i want to take the cta.
so i rode my bike (new bottom bracket, thank you).
it was lovely.
after classes, i rode to take care of the dog and then to joe's.
he made me the most delicious dinner.
i am the luckiest person in the world.
i got tipsy-to-almost-drunkish off of two beers.
i rode to io.
had the greatest show my life and hindenburg had it's greatest show as well. (patrick stonelake, "Five out of five stars...")
even played in freeze tag.
then things got a little mucky...but i think they're ok-ish now.
my cough is back and you can hear it rattle in my chest cavity.
it's hard for my mind to comprehend how amazing you are. and you had no help. nobody to shape you into this incredible person...it is simply who you are. while the rest of us had adults chipping away at our marble, helping us form this hopefully beautfiul life, you did a good, hard shake and there you were. with all odds against you and every reason to give up, you emerged with a heart of gold.
