and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend.
I have seen too many dear friends leave this
world, too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes
Whose business is it, if I choose to read, or
play, on the computer, until 4 AM, or sleep until noon? I will dance
with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 50s, 60s &70s, and if I,
at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love, I will.
I will walk the beach, in a swim suit that is
stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves, with
abandon, if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the hipster
set. They, too, will get old.
I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again,
some of life is just as well forgotten. And, I eventually remember
the important things.