Sunday, September 25, 2011
Last night, already on the verge of a fever, the four glasses of wine seemed to only exacerbated my condition. I found myself curled up next to the toilet. Despite my obvious need to relieve my body of its toxins, I was unable to throw up. Not yet, in any event. I felt alone and scared. In my time of need, I was suddenly joined by various presidents of the United States of America, my country. They encouraged me. They told me I had it in me. They said I was strong enough.Amongst the various presidents there was even a hybrid, Jefferson Adams. He was my biggest supporter.