"Summertime...and the livin' is eeeazzy.

"Summertime...and the livin' is eeeazzy. Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is higheee..." Oh boy. There goes Porgy singin' in the shower again. Bess clapped her hands over her ears.

And then blood trickled down her neck. Bess was warned, be careful with her Thunder Hands. "You can't just clap your ears with them." She passed out, Porgy was in the shower. Would

she ever be free of this tinnitus? Was the last thought that she had as blackness engulfed her senses.

Fractal shapes & crisscrossing lines pucker and drift behind her shut eyelids. A ringing noise jars her slumbering self slightly, but a voice permeating her mind tells her to wait.

And wait. And wait. She finally gets tired of the voice, which reminds her of Jeremy Irons, and forces herself conscious. The ringing, however, grows louder. "Where is that coming

from?" She awakens. and slams the alarm clock. Was it just a dream? "I brought some bagels." Jeremy Irons handed her an everything one with lox.

She remembered a song her Swami Guru (who was one with everything) had taught her: "Row row row your boat…" She took the bagel. "Thank you, Jeremy. What's on today's schedule?"

9 months later I got the payback for saying Ok to everything OMG Delaney suggested, a half human, half cockroach offspring. Roachy was cute for an insect, but had self esteem issue

He had a copy of kafka's "the metamorphasis" on his bedside table.