Lowlifes & Highlights

• Pre-diabetes reversal achieved.
• Self-care and mental health leveled up.
• Academically affirmed and invigorated.
• New friends, future colleagues.
• Old friends reaffirming their ride-or-die statuses.
• Driver's license attained — LOLOLOL!!

Basically, I am happy because for the first time in very a long time, I am making myself the priority. Weird how that makes complete sense. 2017 is gonna be lit AF.

The Six Month Turnaround

If I sit somewhere in Summerlin long enough,
I'll recognize someone from my past life
of a domestic fantasy involving casseroles, 3.5 kids,
the Celestial Kingdom, and a crossover vehicle.
Top knots, yoga pants, puffer vests, and Ugg boots
stroll past me and my eyes are locked onto
the Lululemon icon that sits atop the rump
of an upper-middle class bottom.
But these days, my chauvinistic gaze
is steadily fixed upon a woman unlike any other
woman I've had the pleasure
of pleasuring and being pleasured by.
She is the antithesis of the Summerlin housewife
and so help me God, Mithra, Jah, Buddha, and
everyone else before I say something stupid
like, "This Christmas I'm asking Santa for
a girlfriend who is specifically you."
She feeds my ego and soothes my ego
like a magician causing my anxieties
to disappear with the yank of a sheet
that is comprised of her laugh,
her bizarre Midwestern-East Coast hybrid accent,
fueled by the strength of her hands, arms, and legs,
and rooted in the shape of the smirk
that forms on her beautiful face
when we are engaged in banter that lasts
deep into the early hours of the morning.
I am sleepy, I am on fire, and I am happy.