I shamelessly swear. It’s my only sport. This afternoon in an email exchange with a neighbor I realized that if I have a tombstone, in homage to my existence it will read, “She fucking died.”
If we're lucky, we age. If we're luckier, we find the humor in it.
I shamelessly swear. It’s my only sport. This afternoon in an email exchange with a neighbor I realized that if I have a tombstone, in homage to my existence it will read, “She fucking died.”
Brilliant, and classic Jocelyn.
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