• Dramatic Nonsense,  Just Jana,  Mental Health,  Writer

    Just Write: I’m Just Writing

    This morning I forgot to take my medicines. Well, that’s not entirely true. I took one thyroid medicine. And then I looked at my pill case and thought to myself, “Self, don’t forget to take these before you leave this bathroom.” Surprise! “Self” as we’ll call her, forgot. “Self” got about 3 minutes from work and went, “Oh crap! Self, you forgot your meds! This isn’t going to end well.” And let me tell you. About 5 hours later, I felt like I was in a haze of hot, purple, smoky air with somebody pushing me a little to my right every time I stood up. All that is probably…

  • Dramatic Nonsense,  Just Jana,  Writer

    Emergency on the Race Course

    It was about mile 6 when I really had to go. The thought of stopping my clock and going into a port-a-potty on the side of Highland Avenue wasn’t my idea of a good time, but you know what they say? When you gotta go, you gotta go. And really, I HAD TO GO! Easy enough, huh? I walked right in, there was no line like at miles 2 and 4. Did my thing. Used the hand sanitizer. Opened the door. Opened the door. Opened the… OH MY GOD, THE DOOR WON’T OPEN! OH MY GOD, WHAT HAPPENED? OH MY GOD, THE LATCH ON THE OUTSIDE IS LOCKED. WHOOOOOO LOCKED…