Yesterday I had a bill to pay @ the studio, I waited until early evening, road still visible, after rush hour, used the quiet back roads. and BOOM! Damned if I did not get rear ended by a car that got rear ended harder. Anyway, not a great thing for my neck.
Today I slept about five hours, ate a bunch of comfort food , got fatter, called a friend . We have known each other since we were in diapers...that is a long time! We don't do idle chit chat...no, we land smack in the middle of relationships, the depth of love for our kids, what illness tells us, and always mortality. Sometimes we have good ideas. Sometimes we draw a blank. But always, we love each other deeply.
We are both gobsmacked at our lives, our age, our dreams gone by the wayside...but here we are, one on oxygen the other with a crumbling neck...no more head banging rock and roll for us. AND this is the tomorrow we really had not expected, We want more, we are tired, but we want more. At that place where we jump or cling. My neck hurts , I hope a screw was not blasted out of the hardware holding my neck onto my head. Maybe an X-ray tomorrow, but I swear , if they find that another surgery is required, I will jump! (so I say now) - My oldest dearest friend totally gets it. We will jump together, holding hands, yelling Hallelujah (or "fuck it") waving our panties in the wind.