Today was the big day! I only had a few hours

Today was the big day! I only had a few hours before my mom picked me up. My nervousness was getting to me, my legs trebbled with each step I took. Why was this hour moving so slow

? I knew why I was moving slower. As my legs trebled with each step, by the time I'd reached the end of the street I was covered in legs. These legs were also covered in legs all m

anly-looking. Two guys with really long beard started singing about me. But I DIDN'T know how to use them! I was a caterpillar of manly legs. Oh the shame of it all!

The long bearded guys started to dance around me.At first I noticed nothing wrong but when they started stripping I felt

insanely uncomfortable, I had come here in hopes of purchasing some new clothes, not to run into the buck naked crew? What nightmare did I drag myself into?

All these questions totally overwhelmed my therapist. He blew a huge, spit infested sigh which interrupted me. He said, "That's it! That's finally it!"

"I've had to listen to you drone on and on about your problems but what about me? Do you even think I care? For this, I got my Master in Psychoanalysis?" He tossed the

bad karma with you." Too right, she died later that day from some chicken she forgot to cook. No-one came to her funeral, I made sure of that. Without a diploma, life turned to

the way it used to be, the way it really was. Cinderblock house, leaves on the driveway, cats fighting. No ghost, no foul, no regret. Karma was just another mental thing, I hoped