Chlorine Water

My eyes are burning, and I smell like chlorine even thou I showered. I even used some Chanel body gel to try to get rid of that dry wetness you get from swimming in an over-cholorinated pool the temperature of piss sitting in a bucket on a sunny day, but the chemical smell has impregnated itself deep in my nasal cavity.

Work dragged on today and like usual I wasn’t feeling it at all. Everything and everyone got on my fucking nerves. I didn’t bring any lunch with me, so I went to the nearby store, the place has a fresh sushi bar that has outstanding, for a grocery store, sushi for a decent price. The sushi bar was closed today so I settled for a crappy sandwich and a bottle of sour kombucha.

I drink too much damn coffee. I make a fresh moka pot in the morning, down it with my breakfast. When I get to work, I drink about five to seven more cups of coffee. At home, after I take a mandatory nap, I brew another moka pot or two. My adrenal glands are fried. It doesn’t even keep me up anymore. I can drink a cup right before bed and fall asleep without a problem, it’s just that I’m always tired.

The fatigue skeeved me out a bit so I went to my doctor and told her to order me every single pertinent lab test available. I figured my testosterone was low and I could start some TRT injections, get big, look like Bezos or something. Results came back and my test is higher than average for my age. No TRT the legit and legal way for me. Maybe I’ll try one of those shady online tests and use my wife’s blood or something. But then again, do I want to become dependent on a moderately expensive injectable right now? I plan on getting on it in my 50’s without a doubt, but I don’t know if I want to bother with it this early.

All of my other tests came back good. My blood sugar was great, cholesterol was ok, thyroid pumping the juices, liver enzymes doing their job, I’m perfectly fine. Well, except for my critically low level of vitamin D, which could explain my fatigue and depression. Looking back, since I returned to the states from the South Pacific where I was outside all day in the equatorial sun, I’ve been a bit of a vampire. An office dwelling mutant. I even gained a bit of weight from sitting in my office all day. So, I’ve decided to force myself to get as much sun as possible and stand as much as possible. I got one of those hipster stand-up desks, so now I spend my entire workday on my feet. I got rid of my chair so I wouldn’t be tempted to sit down at all.

When I got home from work, my house was empty, the wife took my kid to the pool. I was tempted to slither into bed and take a nap, but instead I put on some shorts, oiled myself down, and went to the pool. Now I smell like chlorine piss water, but I feel good. Energized. Maybe I’ll write more tonight, maybe I’ll start on a novella (what a stupid term for a piece of writing) idea that came to me last night during my twilight travels.

But for now, I’m going to BWW for some wings, a food that I find absurd and to this day don’t understand why Americans like the damn bony chicken nuggets covered in sauce, but we got invited by some friends and I’m trying to be a more social individual instead of the nosferatu that I’ve turned into these past few years.

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