..it crashed. Not my car. Just my life. Like a crumpled VW fender from the car show.
But you know what, hovering above it all like a stratus cloud on a July day, life is great. I have people around me that I can count on. I can count the people I can count on with one hand--hell, with a couple of fingers--but count on them I can.
Yeah, life's rich. I'll keep telling myself that as I suck down codeine pills with a diet green tea while reading a Travis Thrasher novel. And then the back of my eyelids.