In order to keep my sanity I must go insane from time to time. Take tonight for instance. I got back to my hotel late after a hyper organized day. I immediately started becoming complexly unorganized. Clothes on the floor. One sock thrown on the desk, the other left on a door handle. My briefcase tipped over, the contents spilled. My cell phone lying open, battery exposed. I got completely undressed and then put on my sweats, sans underwear. I put a tee shirt, some big stupid nirvana thing, that singer who needed to be sane in order to be insane until he just...wasn't.

I head out. To safeway. I buy soy milk, organic veggies, and a 16oz tbone. On the way out I leave the tbone for the guide dog who just looks on patiently. Another dog comes up and eats it.

I realize both of these dogs are me.

I head home. Then stop. Walk back to the dogs. Sit down. Smile. Get up. Walk back into safeway. Exit without buying anything. And then I...run. Sprint with all my speed until I can sprint no more. And then I am home and asleep.