No, really! I am alive. It rained. Don didn’t touch us. We’re all healthy. I finished my chores. I have a job. I have a home. I have a family.
I can really say that today is a good day! I didn’t die when that rock hit my head, I only stumble around a little,and my face twitches, but only on one side. It rained so fast and so hard that the water in the canal rose alarmingly in 20 min, but my car is still ok, even though I can’t go anywhere because of the flooded roads. Don didn’t touch us, it just swamped us a little. We’re all healthy in our bodies, but our minds are completely gone and our souls kinda echo when you send a shout-out in there. I finished my chores that yesterday’s bash quadrupled, and I am ready to tackle the ones from this morning, and maybe later the mess from today. I have a job that keep me on my toes and, though ballet is not what I do best, I haven’t broken my ankles yet. I have a home in a different state and I don’t know if I’m ever going back there again, but life drags you without asking, so, who knows?… I have a family to love and give to, and don’t expect anything back – I’m smart like that.
But today is a good day because I know who I am, and I am ready to accept it without whining.
