Perfect conditions

I have reached the end, I am happy to die. All has been achieved, my searching is over: this is beyond anything I thought I would do or feel. Life flows smoothly and beautifully, I love many and many love me back. I have met a man who honestly believes I am amazing. We laugh all the time. My children are happy and within my span of influence. Work is on the verge of a major career move, or more of the same, and I am stunningly happy either way. I have been in the departures lounge eleven times in the last two months. I feel beautiful. And witty. And strong. God is close by. I need nothing, I want nothing. I am on the verge of greatness with every option still an option.
For a moment, I will wallow in sheer pleasure.

3 Comments

  1. Shawn

    January 19, 2013 at 4:09 pm

    Yes Cogitator. You go girl. Fly away.

  2. Natalie

    January 19, 2013 at 3:57 pm

    It’s called mountaintop living, and you do it so well. My smile spread wide across my face reading about your abundant joy and blissful state of affairs. And yes, you are much loved. Xxx

  3. Jess

    January 19, 2013 at 9:20 am

    I did not know I was holding my breath for you, until I exhaled deeply at the end of this piece. Bathe in the pleasure of it my friend, you deserve it all.

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