Grapefruit

I am looking at a grapefruit... hence the title. Not a good grapefruit either, so I only ate half. I felt like writing just to write, and when that happens I tend to be a little random. Like the coffee across the counter beckoning me to come pour a cup :) Ahh... my morning is now complete.

So I feel kind of like I’m in an alternate reality right now. What does that mean exactly? I’m not quite sure. I feel alive and numb at the same time. I feel caught between two parallel universes. I feel awakened to the sickness of the human condition, but I am very much in it and a part of it. I will elaborate more on this later when I have more time to turn inner mush into words. For now I must do something productive to give me a sense of accomplishment... I think I will tackle Franks ‘saggy ass syndrome.’