Break Over

It has happened! September, and I am back to work. Valley of the Dolls concluded and, of course, everyone got miserable or died. I, without riches or fame, remain pretty happy. A man catcalled me yesterday by saying I had “that cougar look.” Being catcalled is gross but I also couldn’t help thinking: It’s about time! I’m too busy to enjoy my cougar status properly, which is just as well. I proceeded down the block and turned my attention to the tiny Chihuahua I was walking, talking to her, ignoring the man.