A Farewell Of Sorts...

I'm not leaving. I'm just using this to say goodbye to an acquaintance. She died this past week while I was off dealing with my own life. She was in her 30's but looked much younger. Single by choice, and a lover of words. She did her housework to the noise of loud hip-hop and loved animals and fought to punish abusers. She smoked too much, lived too fast, and she was beautiful. Goodbye M.