Fortuna

Life's been good to me lately. Or maybe I've been good to life. Whatever it is, the wheel of fortune has been turning in my favour. It's not that I think life sucks or anything that. Far from it. But even a few days ago, despite good health and relative good fortune, I was still subject to the wobblies. (I have been most of my life.) Then along comes one more little bit of good news and suddenly the wobblies are gone. If I cry these days, it's because I'm overwhelmed with gratitude and joy. And it's not as if things were all that bad anyway. But like many people in the unsteady business of the arts, I fret over things like the future and my career and how-will-I-survive-when-I'm-85-if-I-live-that-long sort of stuff. Well, nothing's changed in that regard. I haven't won a lottery to rid myself of living -alone-in-old-age worries, but one more happy bit of news has changed my life for the better, at least for a little while. The wobblies are gone and I'm celebrating balance and stability liberally sprinkled with elation and thanks.

That's all for now. I feel good and I just wanted to say so out loud, or in print, or on line, or whatever else people are calling it these days. All I know for sure is I'm going to let me and this little web of mine shine shine shine.

Blessed be.

- G.P.