The Bloody Doors Off

Clearly I am distracted today.

I couldn’t remember Kristen Stewart’s name. I’m staring at a photo of her on Entertainment Weekly, and drawing a blank. I can tell you four films she’s been in, but not her name.

And now I’m unclear whether I took my pills this morning.

I so wanna say no.

But there’s 2% of me that thinks, I must’ve because it’s my routine; every morning I get up, relieve the bladder, wash up and then take my pills.

Only 98% disagrees this time.

I’m sure I took my metformin after breakfast.

But can’t guarantee I took my anti-depressant.

Fuck it. I’m gonna take the pills.