I stare at the television –
Random snapshots of life –
No, carefully chosen snapshots of disharmony and angst.
It was so much better as a kid watching cartoons on Saturday mornings!
Now, as I sit in pain, brain cramping from all this bad news,
I reach for my drink, which has gotten stiffer throughout the evening.
I drink deeply, the magic elixir of tequila, tequila, and tequila. With a shot of plastic bottle lemon juice.
When I finish, I smack my lips and listen to the ice clink at the bottom of my glass.
After 10 minutes, I realize I’m wringing my hands, and wishing for another drink.
Instead, I turn off the television.
My vision clears.
My pain softens.
My dry, achy eyes close.
I relax for the first time today.
And there is peace.