“No…Tell me.” His eyes are wide and waiting. Maybe even a little fearful. “I feel like I’m on top of the world! I feel like I can move mountains. Like I can do anything! I feel like I can start creating my own designs again. Hell, I want to start a charity. I want to cure cancer. I want to fucking live!” “What were you doing before?” he asks. “Existing.” I exhale heavily and blink away the tears threatening behind my lids. “I’ll never forget this night.”
