A Good Day
By Tor Hyams & Lisa Rothauser

Have a good day
See you later
It'll be okay
There’s a million things to do
So I guess I’ll be on my way

Maybe the gym
For a spin class
P90x
Could tighten my ass

What am I thinking. I haven’t exercised in fifteen years, never mind getting on a bike. I am hungry. I can work out after I eat.

Time for lunch
Call the ladies
I have a hunch
They'll have a bloody mary that is waiting just for me

But I never used to drink at noon
Or worry how I held a spoon
I guess I'm really livin' out the dream
Well it sure beats waiting tables back in queens

Hey, Sarah. I’m on my way. I thought I was picking you up. Oh. Okay, well, I guess I’ll just go to the store and grab something for dinner. See you at home.

I love this store
It's my fairway
Who could ask for more?
You're outta fish and chicken
What the fuck is wrong with you?!

“Sorry...I'm really sorry.”

I never used to act like this
Why do I care if they're out of fish

Have I really changed this much
How'd I get so out of touch?
Maybe livin’ the dream isn't what it seems

The seven train to Jackson Heights
Smelling Chinese food all night
I'm missing my fifth floor walk up back in queens