How Could I Not?

There is an infrared sauna for two in my basement now, it has been here about 3 weeks maybe 4. Though it is late and I, like most people I know, have loads of stuff that must get done. Everything on the list is a priority to someone, if not myself, then someone who will call, email, text and otherwise pester until I serve it up... so life then? Life, all of it, is just one big ass Priority these days and it'll get worse before it gets better. What with the sun gone for months starting now and super consumer Xmass about to fill the shops with crazed peeps trying to say love with stuff instead of just saying it and trusting that that by itself is more than enough, oh yes worse before it gets better.

Under these circumstances and add a hat trick of family tragedy to my mix plus school and work and so on... how could I not arrive my ass in the sauna almost every night? I get to be hot and alone in the pretty lights, carpeted oasis I have carved out of the basement - what could be better than that to chase the blahs away?

Sweet sigh... gotta go for next round if sweating :)