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02/13/2004
{Sunday} going out for bagels still hungry after only 1 recreating a breakfast past get home shortly after noon deciding the loss of couch is no bother I find the floor sleep 4 more hours outside now it’s dark toy store, beds and books craving the bed my throat is sore plain and simple I have no time for cats or bank machines my throat is sore why am I driving? I want to be home with the floor and my throat I’ll take Vitamin C another shower decide to venture back out put on something tight tousle the hair we shall go to Capsule what I should be taking not attending a distant blur and it’s back to the floor contact the 3rd neighbor another amazing reason why I am here we shall food shop and drink feeling better falling asleep to sweet vanilla vodka a beautiful soother sleep most of Sunday away only finding time to yell I could have used that energy for something else door buzzes a Surprise Special Delivery from the fresh faced apple scrubbed girl I’ll call off work now sick time and benefits it’s beneficial to be sick I get paid for this {Monday} woke up found my car ticket less, drove away from the parking meter bought the morning paper slept and woke up began watching movies and going back to sleep Lester Berman - He rules EA Sports Baseball I can no longer multi task decisions of which room the pillows belong where to place the phone and the box of Kleenex these are now deemed the important things at rush hour I become hungry clip coupons in search of beef and cheddar end up with chicken and bacon courtesy of the red haired freckled girl voice mail from parents “go to a doctor” I whine I fight because I am not sick I’ll do it tomorrow three hours later sitting in the waiting room bright lights, I feel like a gremlin 3 TV’s too loud children too loud Spanish couple too loud please call me I’m falling asleep here I’m the best-dressed person in the hospital proud to have insurance doctor tells me “you have something, a flu; loosely resembling mono” I laugh mono high school kissing been a while for both I have excuse 1004150320 didn’t know that many existed Wal Greens bright lights and a girl named Cathy short hair, skinny, glasses and a lab coat starts asking questions birthday, address, phone number when you feel like I feel the closest things to you seem farthest away I respond slowly I must listen faster I wander around while she prepares to make my life better minutes later I hear my name confused, as if I won an award I cycle back I tell her that I need more things I find milk chocolate licorice and hand soap Cathy rings me out asks more questions not sure if I am witty or what or just pathetic enough that she is being nice I wish her a good night excited about my medication don’t care about generics I charged it that way next month I can remember this I am glad I have credit **beachland, sunday 7:00**
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