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Speak power to you. You soak it up. You get

  • Speak power to you. You soak it up. You get higher. You're transcendent. Let go and embrace it. Flow with the Flow to where it is going. Feel good. He happy. The captain asks that
  • you return your tray-tables to their upright locked position and put your heads between your knees as we attempt a crash landing. Well, not a landing per se, but an actual crash
  • course in crash landing. "See the secret is that you gotta pretend that you are trying your hardest to keep the plane up but secretly, just switch on autopilot!" said the attendent
  • I stared at her, barely concealing my rising outrage. "Is that what you think of me? Someone who would cheat and lie?" I snorted, "Autopilot is for wimps, for so-called pilots who
  • have tiny hands and even tinier brains!" But, alas, my fly had dropped and my rising outrage exploded...but if it were a volcano, on the nanoscale, it would be called lilliputian.
  • My volcanic outrage bubbled over as I tried to get my zipper on my fly done up. But I caught my pee pee in it. I howled in pain. Going commando was a no no but these boxers gaped
  • like a sinkhole in Florida, there was no stopping it. If only my ex hadn't burned ALL of my undies, I wouldn't have been in this mess.
  • My ex sadly rode his bike onto the El tracks and I inherited his share of lottery winnings and more. So I now have champagne tastes on a beer budget. Life is good. O
  • -nly caveat being the small daily annoyance of my mandatory new roommate, Robin Leach, screaming out prices of things. "FIFTY THOUSAND DOLLARS! AND I DON'T KNOW WHY! HOW DECADENT!"
  • But in the end I dealt with it, mainly because I sure didn't want things to revert back to what they'd been. At least I had my own bed & a toothbrush...& a dream of a new start.
Started
2017-02-10 17:47:01
Finished
2018-08-13 19:43:35

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