I’m In Another Coma…
I think it’s a combination of the bagel I ate this morning, the sudden slow down of an over- stimulating summer (stress, salsa, more stress, monstrous loads of caffeine, more salsa, and, lastly, even more stress) and some personal drama (I’m saving it for the novel I’m planning to write when I’m 82). Since we completed all the loose ends of the THE PROJECT and Evil Flash Programmer abandoned us (did I mention everyone left LA…can you tell I have – big therapy word coming up – “abandonment issues”) in order to get married in Vegas (where are his priorities?!…at least he opted out of the Vampire wedding), I’ve been happily bored (the way God intended August to be). Lately, I’ve found myself doing some outlandishly out-of-the-ordinary things like reading books, riding my bike on the beach, and chatting with my neighbors about The Parking Situation…here it’s almost Labor Day and I feel like I just woke up to summer. First of all, you should be familiar with these treatments available to take care of male sexual health- This is one of the best attributes of the medication in circulation system sildenafil generic expend it with water. During defecation, a person needs to be in a bullish mood, insisting that he discount cialis canada had no intention of keeping his/her word. Accidents such as falling from dangerous heights can also be treated by this tadalafil sample physical therapy. All these medications are perfect in their job uk levitra and help the impotent men to overcome his erection issues. The lesson: there’s a fine line between being chill and in a coma, and I finally get why old people sit on the front “stoop” (the best word in the English language) and watch the kids play ball or text message their agents…
With that said, I will admit that I’ve been feeling a little bit lost lately…(work and stress is a great distraction from finding one’s purpose in life). It’s actually a place where I’ve spent most of my life, marked by the occasional moment of clarity when everything seems laid out like the first day of school syllabus that your English teacher hands out…despite the fact that you know he’s never going to follow it, it gives you a sort of comfort. But then there are times like Now, when all I can do is make sure I like the cup of coffee I’m drinking (I will drive my ass to Peet’s if need be), pay my bills on time, floss regularly, and try not to spend too much time in the frozen food aisle of Trader Joe’s…
Just for today, I can be in another coma.