Mysterious Chemistry: It Tastes Like Home To Me
Jack and I made friends again.
It's been a while between drinks, no pun intended. He's a slippery character, charming me with unsuspecting ways, yet hiding a deeper vibration beneath the label that we both knew was there in the first place. ''our no kidder, Kid'", he says. Feelings mutual, my friend. I recall why we met in the first place.
The invincibility factor he induces in my system. That feeling of my midsection turning to steel as my grin widens like the Cheshire grinning at Alice. For a while i feel comfortably numb, like my brain is a camera attached to a zeppelin, floating above the earth and looking down. I see myself becoming a Guitar Hero, momentarily forgetting my bank balance....Zero.
The human ability to push blame towards the future is ingenious.
Forget it, brother, we'll deal with it another day.