The walls are closing in. All four of them.

The nicest neighbor was just evicted. By 'nicest,' I mean she talked to me when she saw me rather than what the other two losers do which is close their respective doors when they hear me coming up the steps. Maybe they are annoyed by my fascination for the writing of Cinemax After Dark feature films.

Side Note: "Black Tie Nights" was a great show. Way too entertaining for its own good.

Back to these walls. Oh snap, my veer into Cinemax thought brought the walls closer.

I was on the subway yesterday when I snapped at a woman. To be fair she pseudo snapped first and I beat her to her own snapping game. Everyone was squeezing on to the train as per usual so I was being pushed into said woman. I was trying to not touch her, contorting my body like a Cirque Du Soleil performer, but my bag kept nudging her. She gave me many disapproving glances, with each evil eye I would try even harder to accommodate her small personal space.

It then happened.

She turned and gave me a face that looked a little something like this:



Right as she was about to yell at me, the following words excel out of my mouth:

"WHAT THE %$@ DO YOU WANT ME TO DO? YOU'RE ON THE $%@ SUBWAY!"

I was stunned at myself, but I know it was warranted.

Suddenly for the next 5 stops on the train, I'm the asshole that no one wants to make eye contact with. I'm the guy that everyone wonders if he might just drop his drawers and make doodie on the floor. I'm the one most in need of a Dianetics free stress test.

On that day, they may have been right.

Who is this monster that was ready to go Lou Ferigno with perfect hearing on everyone?

I made it back to the apartment that night and let the gamma radiation subside as I fell into a nice slumber.

Will I hulk out on someone again? Maybe.

Will i take a Dianetics stress test? Once was enough.

Are the walls now too close for comfort? Yes.

I need a hug.

be well,

v