I am genuinely happy that I can walk and pay my heating and cooling bills. Is it odd that such simple things give me pleasure?
I am also pleased to be alive. I am in a state of flux when I think of CupCake being an orphan. How would she cope? How would I cope from the other side, looking down, panicking that I am unable to assist her?
I suppose taking up smoking is out of the question.
And I must give up chocolate. My arteries are full of it.
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