Late last night, ‘bout midnight, I woke up from a nap. Deep sleep. Coma.
Went to the head.
Took a piss.
Poured a glass of wine.
(I keep my wine in the bathroom; don’t ask why)
Drank it down in one large gulp.
No good.
Cracked open a beer.
Started working on that.
Then realized I was pissed off.
“About what Lance?” Muse asked. (Yeah, she had finally come home)
“Just in general” I said.
“Why don’t you take a walk? Clear your mind. You used to walk twelve miles a day. That made you happy.”
“Awright. I’ll give it a go.”
Stepped out into my parking lot. My intent was to walk from Commerce Amerika to Cairo, Egypt. I made it as far as the end of the street. Then I was forced to turn back. Forgot to bring provisions: booze. Needed that for such a long journey. So, I just said ‘fuck this’. And came home. Booted up a movie on my computer. Now I am living happily ever-after.
Catch ya’s later!