thirstywhen i first started drinking fizzy water i couldn't figure out how something so abrasive to the tongue could possibly quench thirst but now that i have been drinking it for a few years i find it to be the only thing that can possibly quench my thirst after a long walk or on a hot day. it is i believe the coca cola principle except without all the sugar so that your thirst actually stays quenched instead of just getting worse after fifteen minutes.
anyway i bought this bottle on the way back from the two and a half mile walk straight uphill that i take three days a week. that is two and a half miles straight up and then another two and a half miles to get back. one would think that this gut would have disappeared by now but no.
on my way back down i sing to myself and look at my feet to keep from having to deal with the voices that say look it's god when i see for instance a tree or a flower. today though i did rebel and touch a pine tree as though to touch it and it was spikey and it felt good and i think i touched it at some earthly and profane level which is really all i want: the profane in a swash of blue and green.
i sometimes wonder if i am not romanticizing 1996 and 7 the last time i can remember touching the profane as such. it is possible that things were not so clear then and that i was suffering in a completely different way then in fact it seems likely that i was suffering greatly otherwise i would not have gotten myself into the mess i am in now. i remember then saying i was at least if not more confused than anyone else and danged if i haven't grown even more confused since then (although if mom and dad are reading i want to say that I Know I Am On The Right Track. just give me a minute. thank you.).
i am confused and my water is flat. how many times do you suppose that has been said in the course of human history?
