Close enough to feel the heat.
One day I woke up and decided—you know what?—I think I’m a Lady Gaga fan now. And honestly I’ve been a happier, better person ever since.
I learned to cook.
I learned to ski.
I started a savings account.
I’m quick to learn little foreign phrases when I travel, and l love seeing the bartender’s face when I tell her quite convincingly, I would like another glass of Riesling please. “Noch ein Riesling bitte,” if you’re wondering. As Gaga sings, I don’t speak German, but I can if you like.
Things that once seemed impossible have become inked items I can cross off a list. That’s what happens when you choose to be a lover, not a fighter. A true believer, not a doubter.
When I decided I was a Lady Gaga fan, my life became like one of her songs. Not a sad one, but still a classic.