I only have a moment, so let me tell you…
Hello Elizabeth! (or what left of it).
How unexpected I met you yesterday at my front door…with your amazing best-selling book “I pray for you and wrinkles disappear”. Was it a parade route? To get a customers? Or summer-conference in my comfy neighbourhood?
You clearly been under some pressure lately. Your eyes looks like a mushrooms after rain…Though it’s too easy to call them wet and empty. Let’s call them GRAY. Reminds about the movie.
How’s Mike? The one who drove a truck. He lived next-door. He was obsessed with his beard. Yeah, yeah…it was one pretty beard. I even caught him once blow drying it. In our house.
What happened to your hair, Elizabeth? No, let it flow, my dear…I need some reason to laugh out loud today.
Nice pink coat you’ve got.. A beautiful reminder you are a fashion-queen. Delicious! Almost magic! Too perfect! (In thirty three degrees!)
I bet you smoke?.. Or still using those pills, crushed into juice?
Yeah, life is short. And if they make you wrinkle-less – why not? It’s healthier that way.
What I’m trying to say is… I’m happy to find you here, almost in my yard. Its like a sweetest bed-time story about beloved ex who’s sinking to the bottom of the lake. And nobody around. To help.
No, Angel, I’m in rush. So sorry, couldn’t keep my smile that long to satisfy you. Or take off old hat… to show my pretty horns (remember how I got them? thanks to you).
Yeah, so much of everything is a battle nowadays. “Sigh”.
I secretly would like to kill you very much! BUT, gosh, just got a call from my next 90/60/90…Haha, I’m learning from the best. “Wink”
Good bye! Until next time…! Or never!