I saw true love and admiration in his eyes, on his face a few hours ago.
You are so beautiful when you do what you love, he said.
Yes, that is true of everyone, I said.
Think of something you love to do that makes you feel good, not
just some thing that you can do. Some thing that makes you come alive.
A thought, a thing that makes you happy.
I am such a lucky man, he said, again.
How can you stay so young?
How can you be so beautiful when most women your age
are overweight and look terrible? He says I am almost 60.. he focuses on
biological age. Not me.
I ignore it. In my mind I am 27. I am 18. I am 16. I remember me so well.
I love to dance. I was dancing. He played George Michael's music
I love it. Prince. Inxs. Robert Plant, simply irresistable.
He made room on the living room floor so I could dance.
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