At first, it tastes like mouthwash. It gets easier after that. Voice and jukebox begin to fade. Amazing clarity soon follows. Only hearing, what you want to hear. Only seeing, what you want to see. Believing what you want to believe.

Bar Sounds

I like sitting at bars. If it is a restaurant with a bar I even prefer eating at the bar. Better service. I like the sound at the bar. Clanging glasses, the sound of jukebox and televisions competing with a dozen conversations. The laughter, the blatant lies, the penny ante philosophies. Normally, I do not…