cheers!

these days i find myself moving as though delicately balancing a large sheet of thin glass on the pinpoint of my head, without the prayerful support of my palms, as brittle and vulnerable as that, the slightest puff of the wind can be my undoing, and yet i carry it off some days, just imagine the bubbling exilleration of it, when at the end of the day, i pour soda water into a peg measure of brandy, and say, unto the world, cheers!

(my friends don't know what makes me so happy!)

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