"It is always just below--just enough. I get just enough to stay uncomfortable. To clarify it is a sustained uncomfortable."

"What?"


"I can't get comfortable. Moreover I hate the fact that I am now noticing that there is a possibility of sustained comfort. This is something i wasn't told."


"I have to admit I love the word Moreover. It signals a level of intellect."

"What?"

"Huh"

“Yes, they want to meet me on the other side, but they leave me with this map that is hard to understand. A map that’s confusing and purposely drawn to fill my mind with smoke.”

“What?”

“Well, then they are surprised I made it. Something in them wants to know how I did it. It’s like the information they gave me was what they used, and I did it without the same level of consternation, without the same heartache and delirium. But what they don’t realize is; I didn’t use what they gave me.”

“Ok.”

“Hey. There is no plan b.”

                                                  You can keep your difficulties.