You say that I worry too much. You take another drag of your cigarette... I just hold mine uncomfortably.
You are probably right, it's true, I'm a nervous wreck. And the cigarettes only make it worse.
I start wondering about all the caffeine in my system: 3 cups of coffee, 60 ounces of diet coke, 2 glasses of tea. My teeth probably don't appreciate the abuse, and neither does my stomach. But is this something to worry about? Something to change? Addictions are dangerous; anything in excess kills, and the stress of worrying is killing me right now.
"Relax," you say in your soothing, parental voice.
But, honestly, how can one relax during an economic crisis?
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You Better Eject!
You Better Eject! is about drinking tea made of rainwater and Hibiscus petals. It is about taking your daughters outdoors to run nude through sunlit fields. It is also about licking your lover's salty forehead on a delicious summer night.
You Better Eject! is also not to be confused with You Better Inject!, a pro-heroin blog.
You Better Eject! is also not to be confused with You Better Inject!, a pro-heroin blog.
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