I was on the phone, so I was able to take control of the project. Lucky! I think it can be finished within the next seven days, two days before the deadline. At any rate, it’s good I was there, if I say so myself.

I don’t know how it happened. How can I be a stock broker and risk manager after all the chemistry my mind has absorbed? They say neurons never regenerate, but that can’t be true. Look at how crystal clear everything is. I can plan, I can organize, I can win at business. Last year, I made the company a big round twenty million dollars.

Sometimes I think it’s all a high. I am lying in a puddle of piss somewhere, imagining the good life and I can no longer tell what is real and what is not. I look into your calm eyes and I think it’s too good to be true. I look into your happy eyes and I think it’s to good to be true.

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