A Little Messed Up
Learned that a high school classmate passed away suddenly.
It shook me.
Life around the house is all out of whack with Kathy’s rehab and I have a car down because my mechanic, evidently, knows less about bearings than I do.
I can’t find my glasses.
I lost them at a job where I was called in to investigate a fatal accident involving a guy I knew for a long time.
I don’t know why he lost his life.
So.
I’m messed up a bit.
You can’t take a guy who is all about routine and turn life into chaos.
“You should take a breather,” a co-worker mentioned.
“Ya’ think?”
There’s only one thing on the horizon that may help me - I’m seeing my therapist at the arena with thousands of other of his fans on March 23rd.
Bruce has his hands full that night!
But man.
A breather?
From every damn thing?
And life itself.
Suck it up.
And don’t answer the phone!
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