Old Fashion

It's an old-fashioned day today.  Breakfast at George's, my first haircut of the year at a little hole-in-the-wall place just off Lincoln a few blocks down.  Michael's it's called.  Max told me about it.  It's where he goes, and when it comes to a trim, him and I are very much of the same cloth.  A cheap cloth, $12 a pop.  None of this $40 nonsense.  Hell, I haven't paid cash for a haircut in the last five years, just rolled spliffs to my girl Marley.  We'd both smoke it before and then she'd go to town.  For five years that's how it's been.  But times are changing,

I Am A Commercial Airlines Pilot

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I had a thought the other day, which is to say I was thinking.  Over-thinking I might add.  Because then I started drinking.

But why.  There was an out flooding.  A deluge.  What am I doing.  What's happening.  Is this right?  This isn't right.  I'm wasting time.  I'm wasting life.  School's so stupid.  I'm no designer.  That's not my passion.  I should be writing.  I'm hyperventilating, I'm panicking.  Or I was, I should say, driving home late from UCLA.  Down Venice.  I remember only the red lights, not the greens.  It's a tell-tale sign.  It's the low, the pit to crawl out of, and I've only just seen the bottom.  Because the light is high, I suppose.  The sky says mid-noon, the time is nigh, and for the first time in weeks I can see my feet.  I can see my hands, and the walls of my despair are illuminated.  I can find a solid hold.  I can pick myself up.

My dad once told me that when I was a child I loved to climb; up mountains, over rocks.  I bounded across terrain like a billy-goat.  At home I climbed the bookshelves just to touch the ceiling.

I'm older now, I don't climb things anymore, unless it's into my 2nd-story apartment when I lock the keys inside which isn't often, but it's often enough to know that I still have it, that natural inclination to move vertically.  To climb, to jump, to fly.  I can climb out of this.  I can climb over this.