This Isn’t Idiotically
Frustrating
There’s
just too much negativity
(which
reminds me: mental note:
remember
not to ask how he’s
doing;
it drives him back off
the
wagon [or maybe it’s
back on the wagon, I
always
get confused]).
Anyway,
I often get
confused. That’s my
thing. Especially lately.
That
and losing pairs of
eyeglasses
(mental note:
henceforth,
pay less for
eyeglasses!). I used to
find
the ‘absent-minded
professor’
thing charming.
I try
to remain in character,
though,
no matter where
the
adventure takes me.
Like
now. Or.
Sure.
But. I’m not a record.
I mean
I like the idea
of growth or evolution
(becoming
better, more
adaptable,
more resilient).
I went
to the doctor with
chest
pains (my pain,
not the
doctor’s). EKG(!?)
is
fine; he says it’s probably
stress
or gas or a pulled muscle.
Fine. I pour myself a glass of
filtered
water and two glasses
of
wine. I continue my research
on
Mozart for my master’s thesis.
Halloween is just around the corner.
