it's a risk.
what isn't. leaving the house
is a risk.
anything could happen.
a bird could fly
into your head.
getting dressed,
a shoe lace breaking,
a sweater ripped.
meeting someone for lunch
then
saying the wrong thing
at the wrong moment,
or
reaching over
to give her a kiss,
because you've had one
too many bloody marys
could be a disaster.
ordering Indian food instead
of steak and potatoes,
turning right,
and not left.
the whole day can be a cup
of crazy,
but at some point,
you have to get out
of bed.
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