How You Know Your Anti-Depressant Medication is No Longer Working
You get your driver’s license in the mail and wonder if the photo will be used for your obituary.
You come home to an iPhone 5 package on your doorstep, you bring it inside – and go take a nap.
You realize that you are part of Mitt Romney’s 47%, and not part of the 1%, but also in the 99%. And your life is 60% over.
You realize that your hair will never look as good as Mitt Romney’s.
You are upset because Penny Marshall just published a book called, My Mother Was Nuts, which was totally what you planned to do – publish a book about Penny Marshall’s mother.
You look at this face wistfully and wish you could be even half that happy.