The Glow

Sometimes moms are right. I'd like to think my mom is more right than wrong when it comes to a lot of things. She is especially right when it comes to The Glow. I've been hearing about the effects of The Glow for sometime now; ever since I was little. And for all intents and purposes The Glow always does its job as glows tend to do. The details are the following. Each and every time I go away on a trip, it has to be overseas for some unknown reason, and I come back to NY, I have a post-coital glow about me. It's not that I have been making love to an entire foreign country, but in a sense the foreign country has been making love to me. The stranger status serves me well on foreign soil, and I am made welcome, primed, and handed back to my homeland in better condition than when I left. The Glow is ephemeral though, and just like love, you never know when and where it will take its last bow. But there is a never-ending supply of Glows to be had, which makes me happy when my Glow is up. Anyway, let me tell you about my latest Glow; the Glow I got from my three month stay in Italy where I worked and loved and ate and drank. I think that this Glow is the longest-lasting, and the most potent. This Glow has given me more than any other Glow in the past. It has bequeathed on me an airy, light demeanor, full of happiness, and mystery. It's like I ordered to Glow to go, with exact specifications, and maybe I was just ready for it. But here goes. New York, you know the one that has hated me for some time, has treated me differently since I've returned from Italy. There is no simple understanding of this phenomenon. I think it's a matter of mathematics, having no common division except unity, or something about magnetic force or planetary conjunction. Anyway, I'll cut the mumbo-jumbo. It's about unity. Unity of thought, of dreams, of experience, of love, of happiness. I seem to sparkle even when I'm taking my dog out in the slush, even though I haven't taken a shower, and my nose is shiny, and I even might smell. Men stare, women stare. What's it all about? Inner peace? Men talk to me, women talk to me. People return my calls. Wow-wee. Thank you Glow! But when is the honeymoon over? When will the Glow fade? Is it gradual? Or is it wham-bam, Glow gone? Which would be easier? I don't know, both options are for the birds! But hark! I am returning to Italy soon. For a long time. Maybe for a lifetime. I'll get a whole new Glow on. And when I return to NY one day, for a visit, people might just freeze up, because they know that I know that my Glow is contagious. As all happiness and good feelings are. Clo thanks you for the Glow. So, my advice is to go away if you can, preferably to Europe, and come back, and you will experience a whole new reaction. And don't be afraid to lose the Glow, because everything after all is temporary.