Just some ice
And my iced coffee
Doesn’t taste like caramel butter toffee popcorn anymore.
So buttery. More than bodacious. [leftover from last-nite’s lately, like 18 hours before I opened it I filled it and it just sat on my desk or my-tv-table-of-forever-nightstand. gotta love metal-insulated shakeroo cups with 24 hour cool-technology yet persist with the icey cubes indeed for 3 dayeths. no protein powder lately, but Matcha or Thai Tea. 3-in-1’s of course.] [The Viet good stuff coffee packs go quicker and hoarded lol.]
I’ve gotten in the habit of a nip of leftovers in the morning.
Like a tapas meal.
Less then 6 bites and ready to go, no matter
How many wakeups I have.
Polyphasic sleep style.
Useless band aid on my finger.
Cauterized with lemon juice and hot mustard powder and apple cider vinegar.
No claro, murky.
I’m going to take it off now and resume.
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Twisty, plasticy clear coat and tough fiber wrapped on top horizontal.
Dot on top and tidy.
Oh my.
The wringy feeling of wrinkles drying in the air.
Gross.
And my mosquito bites have transpired two seasons.
But some are just like gumming off.
Weird part of cancer.
What do you do to take care of your skin?
Now that’s a different question in tact per age-sentiment
And a righteous answer of the same shit every time.
“Tell me about urskin.”
Weird Dialect.
Dermatologist included and cardiourologist.
Everyone’s favorite doctor.
And bypassing surgery, we aim to do even if I’m decent at that too.
At least licensed but I’ve been so long out the hospitals or ORs that I’m not really needed to go in-to-the-field? The room.
The building.
What professionalism do I keep without showing up to an office building
Or like authorized registry of some sort? Whatever confused verbiage I have.
Then I think of people that work in their backyard and work from home and rich ass billions that could jet set anywhere if only they weren’t suing someone.
Hmm, too many courtesains and paisans I know of to think of this and I’m not one of them. [even if i do the former stuff thanks to mobile technology yuh..]
Just because one could come up with alot of money like to run businesses and other obligations and shit; doesn’t mean much is left over for you.
In all my excess and multiple jobs;
Dilapidated teenage youth.. I’ve always known what I like to do.
And here I am doing it.
Dreams come in dismal ways.
I thought I had to move to Seattle and relieve the professionalism and relive the
Thrill
To do feel like the danger of what I’m doing
Is worthy to what I don’t have.
And that was the easy part of accepting the job.
What does it look like after 60 years of doing a variety of so many things and even while I clean off the tin, I got another pie on the way in ideas and combos.
Hard to run an ice cream business.
Ya gotta pay for all those toppings and resource them even if the
Cream is just dandy.
Doesn’t add up.
People want more.
Then simple.
Then a justification.
Then the need to validated.
What’s that about?
Ego.
Sucks.
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