athlynne

The Substance of Things Hoped For

The most wonderful time of the year draws close again, and I meet it with a feeling and mindset quite unlike I can ever remember having before.

So, a lot has happened…

We’ve forgotten the wisdom of Jason Mewes in Dogma: “A woman’s body’s her own fucking business.”

It was more than a poetic expression of love, Before. It was truly how I felt about him.

“Then humans will die. Let there be an end to them.”

Why do I always seem to be in the hospital in August?

“We’re immortal,” my sister texted me a couple weeks ago, our new joke since getting vaccinated together.

I think it’s finally started to hit me.

I keep thinking I’ll grow past birthday woes…

Sometimes I burst out laughing for seemingly no reason, and my family looks at me like I’m crazy. Sometimes tears come just as abruptly.