Strangely Undefined

Life seems strangely undefined, and all the ordinary days, which once were extraordinary, disappear and reappear as one with all other days. All the champagne, glittering crystal, laughter-with-head-tipped-back, long-slender-hands-nervously-fingering-pearl-necklaces are nothing but goulash and red raw skin. A kid walks to school on gray pavement in winter. Do you want a hunk of bologna? A fart is only a whiff of heaven here. Delicate delicious decadent, you are all that's left of me. I give.