Being kicked while you're down is a great image for abundant abuse and suffering. All your strength has failed you, you can’t run away. All you can do is take it.
So what do you picture while you’re laying on the ground having your ribs fractured? You imagine standing. You imagine strength. You imagine blue skies and absolutely everything that is not this moment.
What do I see now? I see Bunny and I in NYC standing outside a theater in cute little black dresses. We are gawking at huge posters for the latest hit Broadway show and commenting about how amazing that Italian restaurant on the upper west side was. We are laughing and smiling and clasping hands as we hold up our self phones taking selfies under the neon. The whole world is our oyster and we are going to live into every moment of it.
My ribs hurt. I may be suffering some internal bleeding. Everything hurts so much I can’t even tell the difference between all the injuries. But what do I see - Broadway neon. Her smile.
Right now - that has to be enough.
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