Feeling better, this sunny, warm last day of April, 2012. Sitting here now, margarita in hand, one fisting the keyboard, head rolled back, sun pounding down on my face.
Big clompy sunglasses. Party plans for the evening, won lottery ticket redeemed last Wednesday and I haven't paid any bills for the coming month. It's my frivolous middle finger. I'll pay the late fees and walk away smiling into this sunset, be-backpacked, five-toe shoes and a grin and a hip flask.
And, I promise you this, little world of mine, I won't die dully.