Being Alive

I’m back in DC after a nice week-long visit home. Ever since I arrived back in DC I’ve been tango dancing practically non-stop, which I’m not sure has helped me acclimate to the new reality, or if it’s just a way for me to not think. Either way, I suppose it’s doing something – I am feeling very well.

This feeling has also coincided with/been abetted by my new Barbara Streisand phase. Somewhat ironically, I’ve found myself happily leaping around in my little apartment to ‘Being Alive,‘ but I really do feel gloriously alive. I have no idea what in the world will happen next, but I am so eager for the crazy unknown ahead.

Could it be? Yes, it could. Something’s coming, something good, if I can wait.



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