Changing Channels

Happy Hour is one drink short of a buzz. She’s found her remote it was in the back of her mind where remoteness begins. It’s been a tough year so far what with all this apocalyptic going on, but that’s not why she changed the channel in her head, it’s what I unthinkingly said while swallowing down one last slurp of margarita. It was the words that slid out of my mouth that triggered her to turn me off, and watch a revenge movie instead. I'm determined that tomorrow I will mix the drinks and we won’t run dry, just as long as I can find a liquor store amongst the rubble of our lives.