I KNOW YOUR WONDERFUL EDITORWe have had a long winter ... and summer ... and finally we have stopped hibernating long enough to give you more junk to swallow. Please be patient, there was a skunk in the files. Thank you. Now for the farts ...  |
WAKE UP AND SMELL THE TEALAURA FIORENZA I woke up this morning and slid out of bed, perked up the pot cause my head felt like lead. Poured out something that looked like lava, then started to sip my morning Java. And what to my weary eyes should appear, but a long stringy thing, it looked like a hair. When pulling it out in the light of the day, I could not believe it that long hair was gray. I kept turning it over thinking this can't be right, you can't grow a gray hair overnight. But oh I was wrong, as I looked in the mirror, my ex-brunette head gave me quite a scare. Not one hair, not two, not three or four, but my whole head was gray and I looked eighty-four. Too freaked to go out I went back t o bed, and dreamed of old days with my ex-brunette head. When later I awoke no Java could be seen, there was not even a scent of one coffee bean. There was no cup with a long gray hair, and the mirror on the wall did not frighten or scare. Finally I realized it was a dream, an illusion created by my mind, it would seem. I took this seriously because dreams can be, a reflection of problems we don't consciously see. I pulled my old psych. books off the shelf, and read through them all to try and get help. But nothing I read gave a hint or a gleam of how to interpret this subconscious dream. I called my mother to see if she could, remember bad times from my childhood. She said as a kid I was a bit strange, but nothing had happened to make me deranged. So I thought long and hard, finally figured it out. It was so simple I had not a doubt. My subconscious mind was trying to scream, "Hey, you're drinking too much caffeine." Now that I understand my silly dream, I'll toss the perker, the filters, the beans. I will not be a slave to the drug that keeps me from sleeping and makes my eyes bug. My mind was right and now its time, to change my life and feel fine. So from this day forward I've made a decree, when I wake in the morning I'll drink herbal tea. |
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