MAYBE NOT IN THIS LIFETIME.
For the first class flights from LA to Dubai. Prada bag by my side with a limo waiting for me as we land.
MAYBE NOT IN THIS LIFETIME.
For the Bali retreats where I “find myself” in rice paddies and ayhuasca. Where I make Friends For Life and have spiritually conscious one night stands with fuckboys from past lives.
MAYBE NOT IN THIS LIFETIME
Where Maldivian white sands fill my sandals every day. Where I turn olive in the sun (not red), as men fall at my feet everywhere I go.
MAYBE THIS LIFETIME I write, for nothing but joy.
MAYBE THIS LIFETIME I breathe in the soggy British countryside and giggle as my socks squelch in my wellies.
MAYBE THIS LIFETIME I find love in the darkness. And lose it, all the same.
And maybe that’s okay.
LYL xoxoxo