The Gods of Now On Tour – Day 8

I wake up. Alex is leaving fast “I’m going to work out.” Zasta is looking at me saying “There’s shit on the floor.” Hmmm. I puked but I didn’t birth a turd! I’m amazed (not that I’ve never left an uncooked peroggie on the floor before – but I usually remember!) . Who’s shit was this? Was it me? Did I do that? This is the perfect opportunity to use all the tools I’ve been learning in my therapies. So I exercise my new decision making skills. No ambivalence about the log on the floor. “Okay!” I say laughing so hard I feel like pinching another loaf right here, “I’ll own it. But I part of me still thinks someone ran in here crapped on the floor and then left right away!”. What the hell is wrong with me!??

I’m writing this by the pool outside the room and I hear “Ahhhhh!’ from inside. I shake my head…“What did I do now?” I think to myself.

I go and look. There’s a brown smudge on Alex’s running shoe! Oops. I slowly back away from the door.

Damn, what a fucking life. The moral of the story? I have no fucking clue – you tell me.

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