David Blaine gets fat

 The legendary magician apparently has been known to take it easy and put on significant amounts of weight between his ridiculous stunts.  I'm not a legendary magician (yet?), but I do find my weight fluctuates with my moods, though it is certainly trending upwards over the last few years.  This thought process relates to a few days ago and shaving.  Life all seems to be spinning.  Each day is just like yesterday, except not quite.  Like this morning, I'm editing this post, which I started writing last night, only I wrote that sentence last night too, as though I were writing it this morning.  But who cares when I wrote it, actually, I guess two people might care... me and you.   Spinning... great song by a friend of mine.  I'm finally operating on all cylinders now, an hour before bedtime.  I swear these medications aren't helping.  We're trying something new, but I have little hope that that will help, and then there's always the other shoe.  What are we going to do with me?  Where do I belong?  I can't function when I'm alone.  You'd think I could at least watch a glorious YouTube rabbit trail, but no, I just curl up in a ball.  I'm sorry I'm randomly burdening you with this.  I'm not sure if anyone reads these; they're mostly for me. And so let me bring us back to the beginning.  Perhaps when my next legendary magic stunt comes up, I will rise to the occasion and pick my mood up off the floor.  Till then, I'm going to keep working on this write-every-day streak.  --Lucas--

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