I can sip my burgundy and gaze at the last sunset. Let the impending thunderclouds gather. Let their first rumbles chill the hearts of others. I laugh from my lawn chair, enjoying the show as I savor every oak overtone of my reliable box wine serving.

If I’ve ridden the dragon as far as I can, so be it. The best and the worst of myself I’ve managed to manifest along the way. It’s long past time to accept them all. If I’ve felt the last fierce wind on my face from an ultimate tumult, at least I’ve enjoyed the ride.

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