and tomorrow makes five....

Five years ago today, it was all the same. I had my life, my job, my friends. I lived in a city where I thought all the good men had moved away. It was winter. I worked in a basement. I couldn't afford to heat my uninsulated house. I spent hours writing my thesis with gloves on. The passenger side door to my car froze shut. I had to drive alone. After work, I went upstairs to the bar. I ran into a friend who I had seen with a cute guy earlier. I said "Is that your boyfriend? He's cute." She said no and asked if I wanted to go out with him. I said no. I drank some more and then went home with allergies to all the cigarette smoke.

Five years ago tomorrow, I woke up and it was the same. I went to work. I got off early. I met my friend's friend. We drank a pitcher or two. We listened to Hank Williams and Johnny Cash on the jukebox. I sat on his lap. He climbed in through my driver's side door. I didn't have to drive alone. Or sleep alone. Or worry about the heat any longer.

Five years ago day after tomorrow, I woke up and it was all different. And it still is. And wonderful. Happy anniversary (tomorrow), C.