My day started out lovely enough. Honestly, it did. With a walk with the dogs and a fan of Nakedjen. How can that be a bad thing? It can't really. It was a good thing. A very good thing.
But it deteriorated in ways I don't wish to even talk about from there. And this whole having no phone and no Internet access at my house is for the birds. I'm skulking about in coffeehouses using up the free wireless this city seems very fond of passing along to its very caffeinated citizens.
That good news I mentioned? Not such good news. Life keeps shifting. It's like I'm on a ice float adrift from the Titanic. I can't decide if it's better that I landed on the ice or if I should have just stayed on the sinking ship!
My doctor called in a new prescription for me today. Lexapro! Gah. I do not take drugs. But I am going to take this little white pill and see what happens.
Perhaps, I should say, I feel like Alice. Her world and perspective was always changing, she was never quite sure of her footing, and well, only the caterpillar and Cheshire Cat seemed to really know what was what.
We have some Hookah Clubs here in Santa Cruz now. Perhaps I should go and see if there's a caterpillar with some wisdom to share?
