Drying the Wings

I feel like I'm out of the chrysalis, sunning my wings. New hair, new shoes, fitting into clothes I haven't fit into in at least a decade…I'm not quite ready to fly yet, but I'm getting used to the bright colors and the sunshine. Admiring those wings, and stretching them. We'll see if they carry me in a little bit. Right now it's enough that they're there.

I was supposed to take the past week and a half as a celebration of just how far I've come. Instead, it feels like I accelerated the...