Days Two and Three

Day Two

Not nearly as wonderful as Day One but the law of diminishing utility and all that.
I still feel pretty good. Popping pills is my new thing. For serious! I wonder if the rest of the world feels like this all the time? I could live like this. I could enjoy living like this. Maybe it is the weather and not the magic pills. I have been spending thirty minutes to an hour outside everyday, I think that helps too.


DAY THREE!

So I managed to go for a brisk walk this morning. I only showed up an hour late and ten years out of shape.
Courtesy of TimOi! I started the day with exercise and interesting conversation. Overall a good start to day 3.

The Black Brant was right!

Today is Day One.

And lets hear it for DRUGS! I’m not sure if this overall feeling of ALIVE is from the drugs but it must be.
I feel good. I feel great. I FEEL. My fingers seem faster. Colors seem brighter. Smells seem stronger and more noticeable. My eyes feel bigger. I can feel my eyes. That is definitely new. I never noticed the sensation of blinking before. This has to be the pills or maybe today is just a good day. I woke up and I felt like dancing. So I danced. There was a brisk chill to the wind so I wore a sweater and put a bow in my hair. There is a book waiting at Maranthana and a Library Book Sale this week. Maybe it isn’t the drugs maybe it is just a good day.

I feel

fall in the air. HALLOWEEN is just around the corner.
I'm very excited. I am definitely making a costume for someone or something this year!
Be it dog or stolen child!!!
And the cupcakes they will be beskulled!

interesting sidebar: I was almost trapped in an elevator.
Creepy parking garage, myself and a male stranger walk towards the elevator the doors are closing I rusk forward and catch the door.
"Whoa CAREFUL." says the stranger. We walk into the elevator and proceed to make idle chatter.
I mention that the button we need is alredy lit, he mentions that this morning the elevator was stuck on the first floor. (this elevator has a bad habit of breaking) I mention that this is the first time I have used the parking garage in a few months since my niece told me I was going to get rundown walking up and down the ramp, he mentions that he usually takes the stairs.
We hit the first floor, and the elevator speeds up. I enjoy a strange weightless feeling then a jarring bump. The elevator bounces back up to level with the first floor the door open bing bings but the doors remain closed as the elevator races us back up to the second floor and spits us out. We rush out and take the stairs laughing the whole time.
As we walk by the first floor foyer we see "Out of Order" signs on the first floor elevator doors.