About comebacks...

I’ll be back soon. In the meantime, I’m polishing up my skills, dusting off my eyes and ears, detoxing the cobwebs in my brain.

I ran into this restaurant in the Village the other day, a stone’s throw from the Stonewall Inn. The night before, I had watched “Can you ever forgive me?” and recognized it immediately. The green sign put a smile on my face—I became a part of the movie set, that movie’s story. This is part of my new beginning: letting life in ways that only I can appreciate. It’s been too long—not feeling, not listening, not seeing, not telling the stories I want to tell.