happiness
Wednesday, January 26th, 2005For dinner tonight, I made pad thai (after my loooong nap).
My bottle of Promethazine/Codeine syrup is waiting here quietly.
It says, “Drink me. I bring you dreams and deep slumber.”
I reply, reaching for the bottle, “Yes, bottle. I will drink you. I cannot resist.”
And the bottle whispers, “I am your destiny.”
