Another Day In Paradise
Came about following a shoulder surgery I had. Two complete muscle separations that I managed to postpone the repair of for over a year, hoping for improvement. Anyway, it hurt like HOLY H.E. Double Toothpics and my Dr. prescribed one of the most powerful painkillers available; “Dilaudid”. I was surprised that it actually worked and didn’t make me woozy like most pain pills, but it got me thinking about how people become addicted to opioids and how they must suffer with that addiction. So I started writing: “Started my day with a couple Vicodin” , just to see where it went from there. Before I knew it, it was done and included a phrase that a friend of mine uses when you ask him “How’s it going, Ralph?” His answer, dripping with sarcasm, “Just another day in paradise”, slowly stretching out the words far enough for you to realize just how far south you really are. (I love you, Ralph!)