What do you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror, and each will smile at the other’s welcome. And say sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was yourself. Give wine, to the stranger who has loved you. All your life, whom you ignored for another, who knows you by heart. Take down the love letters from the bookshelf. The photographs, the desperate notes. Peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life.