i know we are we are the lucky ones

bif says this. bif naked. she's from here i think. she's all tattooed and pretty and in-your-face and has a sweet sounding voice nevertheless in between the gutteral sounds...

she speaks to me in this though and i love her for that.

and i do feel lucky today, more so when i hear that others have been unlucky- they are heartbroken and lonely and sick. and it is horrible that through that i feel that i am healthy and loved and able to get through this. am i a lucky one? or am i an ignorant one?

my friend still lays in the hospital bed waiting for his body to catch up and i am here worried about deadlines and snow boots and bad hair days. luck is tricky, Luke luck. he is my overseer, the one that makes sure that nothing bad happens or if it does that beauty comes out of it.

mom says that i live a charmed life. today i believe it.