Five Days In Zebra Pajamas

I looked down on myself and felt irritated. I have looked better, less like a hag This past week I have been wild looking. My hair makes Einstein’s look tame. Am I really this hunched over? My great-grandmother had a humpback She looked at the floor wherever she went. I have always been sway-backed but this is worse. I am flat on my back on a couch Wearing my zip up zebra pajamas. It is almost eleven a.m. I see my eyes roll, making fun of my spirit feelings. If I had known I was going to see this debauchery I would have stayed in body, rather than travel to the ceiling This is my most memorable out-of-body viewing. I resolve to zip back in and get myself dressed, and viable. WHAP! I hit my chest with a ridiculously loud smack. My eyes flip open and I begin breathing double time. I get up and wander into my bedroom looking for clothes Five days in zebra pajamas is five days too long.