Waking up every morning with a sore head from the night before wore thin after a while. Strangers were beginning to cross the street when they caught sight of my scruffy demeanor. The stable light of Cresida had been extinguished from my life when she left me for a man who gambled for a living. The neighbors had reported me to the animal people, who visted yesterday to impound Religa and Rex. “They miss their mother” I screamed, which didn’t help my case at all. Convincing them that I was a fit parent for the cat and the dog was hard but I guess they bought the line that my neighbors resented an unemployed actor living next door.

Whats next for me I weakly imply to myself, a life of crime, an escape to eastern Europe? I cant think past my next cup of coffee. Coffee!

I used to come here with Cresida all the time and she used to hate it. I told her that they sold granola but she never listened, stubbornly ordering her vegetarian omlette without egg yokes. And they think I’m crazy! Three years is a long time to devote to a person, and a vocation it was, tending to her every whim. Loyalty has no staying power these days. In the end I was living her dreams and not mine so maybe its better she lives with the stock broker.

Tonight is coming up fast and Im still coming down from last night. I think I’ll feed the pets then catch a flick over at the Grandlake. Maybe I can still catch a cheap matinee. Since the movers came and packed all her DVD’s I’ve been itching for some company.

I live in a perpetual state of disbelief, neither here nor there, nor anywhere.

This is strong coffee.

Next: Cold Pizza