Good Evening, Donna Summer
I hope you are well and singing your gospel up above the sky so bright tonight
Why have I had to trudge through the muddiest of the muds for the last decade?
Why did I not enjoy my twenties like the rest of them?
Did I do it incorrectly?
Is there a correct way to thrive in this decade?
Are they all full of shit?
Have they been as uncomfortable as me the last ten years?
In eleven days I get to begin a new decade
I know it’s not my last dance
But will it be for real this time?
A happier decade?
Will I find her?
Will she find me?
Is my love affair with New York going to end sooner than I think?
When will I know it is finally time to breakaway?
What is next, my Queen of Disco?
Will I find my happily ever after in my thirties?
Have I been burnt enough?
Do I need to find a sixth element to be fulfilled?
Here’s to finding out…