I FELT LIKE CRYING WITH JOY

I felt like crying with joy. All the women I love, well not all of them, but a whole lot of them were all in a magical place being strong and radiant and amazing and giving me a hug and around every corner and in every room there were more of them. I felt as if I might float up to the ceiling. It was like I was in the magical theatre from Steppenwolf, but it was really happening here in my mortal, fleshy, human life. Oh what joy it is to be alive.