Today I feel good. Other times I feel good, but today I feel really good. I feel my lungs raising up the rib cage, my eyes running in the heavy circles, heart that pushes hard, nearly to go out.
I feel alive. And it's just the right day to live, Liam is back today and he took me to the beach, it was so hard to stay without him. Christine is usually kind, but she can't tuck the blanket over my legs like him, she doesn't stroke my hair like him.
You can't go to the sea if the wheels get stuck in the sand, and the swimsuit is difficult to change. You can't go to the beach on a wheelchair.