I rode my electric mobility vehicle down El Cajon Blvd to Haritna Mediterranean for Comedy night a couple of weeks ago. I had a few Heinekens, had dinner, sat on my butt pillow in public, and I enjoyed a nice night out all by myself. That's how I roll baby. I'm a pathological loner.

I've been experiencing feelings of malaise since the loss of my Therapist and I promised myself that I would not lose ground on my mental health issues when I lost her.

I told her I was glad I didn't get attached to her, although I now know I was lying.

Haritna Comedy night is in a clean and intimate room with good service, tasty vegetarian food, and a features professional and amateur comedy talent thanks to Brew Ha Ha Comedy.(Did I get this part right? I think so.)

Later this month I've penciled in two more nights out for myself. I am grateful and I am lucky to have so many opportunities to see professional comedy within range of my electric mobility vehicle.

Riding the trolley really kills my back and neck. It will be two years this month since that damn distracted driving Mohammed ruined my day.

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