i awoke from the most
uncomfortable dream
relieved, i'm at home.
i am me.
nothing so awkward
and unnatural
is going to happen today.
i ate and showered and sat.
the sitting might have
been a mistake, the stopping.
every distraction
became unbearable, and i
noticed that when i become
agitated
sometimes i growl, audibly
like a cross between
a kitten and chewbacca.
it took strawberries and
honeydew to settle me down
mixed together, all juicy and
colorful, what better food
is there, so complimentary
and healthy, like an edible
work of art.
the dr. phil.
i don't EVEN want to remember
that part of my day.
why did i watch??
mustache is evil!!
phone call from mom
happy jibber jabber
hummingbird moths
staples commercial
lifted my spirits
when she told me the
story of "anal achievement"
and her teenage
postal experiments.
it's like i'm on a trampoline
all day, up down up down
up down up down up down
up down up down up down
up down up down up...
ok,
you get the picture.