Back off Death.
The better part of my ego wins today.
I still have hilarious stories to tell.
Painful and complicated and hilarious stories.
I still have unlikely colors to mix.
Brilliant and elusive and unlikely colors.
I still have fantastic people to meet.
Unreachable and stubborn and fantastic people.
I still have dangerous places to visit.
Vibrant and undiscovered and dangerous places.
I still have impossible shit to do.
Enormous and bewildering and impossible shit.
Pardon me for not having time for you today.
If I’m going, I’m going out to a standing ovation.
And the performance hasn’t ended yet.
So back the fuck off.