Growing healthier daily.  And it feels like there’s no end to it.  At this rate, gonna be a legitimate god-challenger by year’s end.  Well, yeah, maybe that’s overboard. 

Actually, may not be getting healthier at all.  Probably just feeling better because the days are getting longer and the Sun’s sitting ever higher in the sky. 

Being a rabid dog of Ra howling at the rays. 

If could be the first, would jump off the Earth and plunge into the Solar core. (How’s that for seeking a niche in the Guinness World Record book?) 

With the onset of rapidly intensifying insolation,  feeling like a flower preparing to bloom.

Curse upon you vampirish darklings who have clung to winter’s shadowy gloom. 

Still stretching more, running more, working more, drinking less beer, and losing weight. 

Advice, if you want to take it out: Agitate and let your pheromones drift and hover seducingly  about.

Meet at sunrise.  Hold hands at sunset.  Dancing in the earthshine and frolicking in the moonglow.  Till tomorrow.  And tomorrow's morrow...  even unto one day short of forever.