Or not.
For the Ears
You could listen to this right now, or later, or not at all.
6 Years
It's my 6th year marriage anniversary to myself. (Honey, we did it!)
Some replenished vows for this special day:
I'll make you think productive thoughts, and then help move those thoughts through you.
When you feel like napping, I'll place a pillow under your head.
Anytime that blasted right knee makes a captain crunchy sound, I'll anoint you in tiger balm and ice.
I'll make it fun for you to do the dishes, pay your bills, wash your face.
When you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror that you may not like, I'll remind you that this body of ours is just a shell and that we're all decaying all of the time.
I'll teach you how to say "fuck" more gently.
I'll ask you to listen. Each step you take, each whisper you hear, each droplet you feel.
