Think Black Eyed Peas –
“And the base keep runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and runnin’ runnin’, and…”
Not that I’m a huge fan of theirs, just that song is running in my head today.
I was doing that – runnin’ runnin’ and runnin’ runnin’ – in the absolute non-literal sense of I was going about my perfectly fine day when suddenly —
Faster than a babbling bitch brandishing a bad attitude! More powerful than a lopsided lacerating limbo! Able to heap massive doom in a single binding butt-clinch!
“It’s a bird!”
“It’s a plane!”
Yes, it’s SuperHormone … A strange yet regular visitor with powers and abilities far beyond those of ordinary hormones! SuperHormone … who can swing the course of mighty moods, bend happiness in her bare hands, and who, disguised as a mild-mannered 40-something working Mom and Wife of a great and wonderful family, fights a never-ending battle for sloth, depression, and gluttony in a weepy-vengeful raging-way!
It comes without warning and stays beyond its welcome every single time. It can turn the world off with its frown and take a beautiful sunny day and make it all seem hopeless. It can melt the ice caps with its hot flashes, add five pounds in a day from its food cravings and flood the banks of the Amazon with its tears.
And that has been my day.