Pissed Off. Angry. Cannot Understand Why. Or, “Walking ‘Round My Town After Midnight.”

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!