Bigger Day then Ever

Black Armani suit...check.

Royal blue shirt and tie...check.

Prada shoes polished to a high gloss...check.

I get a flashback of past ghosts as I dress, remembering a time when someone valued accoutrements over matters of the heart, and laugh.  Funny how times change.  I never thought I'd come to this - remembering a time when the world was my oyster and I refused to take it on until much later.  Oh, well - the past is past, and I need to move on.

I hop in my car, pausing to take a cursory glance in the mirror - gotta make sure no mysterious blemishes have paid me a visit in the night - and take off.  

My stomach is in knots, and I try to calm it down by putting on the classical station.  Only I hear the familiar strains of violin music, and switch channels.  I hate that shit.  I've hated violin music since, well - you know what happened that time.

I reach my destination and get out, admiring the view and knowing I made the right decision.  No one believed I could do this.  No one but him, of course.  The only one who mattered.  Today, all the naysayers will be silenced. This in mind, I enter the building, awaiting my fate.

I walk down the corridor, outwardly confident yet inwardly terrified.  I knew I was making the right choice, but damn...it's huge.  Nothing I ever realized would happen...an anomaly if you know me, and especially if you know my history.  Damn.  It's been a while, but memories still haunt me - the good, and the bad.  Mostly the bad, butI know things got better, so it's not as jarring to think of the past as before.

The past is past.

This is the present.

It's my birthday, and at the end of this long walk, stands my future, and I smile broadly.
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For
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Today is my birthday.
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And I'm about to marry Brian Kinney.

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