Straight Flush

I’ll be 33 in 6 months. That’s how old Jesus was when he died on the cross and saved a species. Me, I can’t even save myself. I’ve no hard evidence but I’m fairly certain there’s something wrong with me. I don’t feel sick or anything, but I’ve noticed a serious decline in my energy level, my ability to stay focused, and what was once a rather remarkable ability to keep at something till I got it absolutely down pat. Maybe it’s all in my head. Maybe with all the junk I so religiously put into my system, things are at critical mass. Maybe I need a serious, industrial-grade colon cleanser.