Directions to Live By

After a dense, unintelligent, ridiculous, jagged, imprudent, demanding, weary, misused, ill-advised, and voluble 11 hour Monday i walked out of my office and threw my hands down in exhaustion. Grabbed three bottles of wine off the end-cap in our market section, briefly smiled to the cashier as i realized i lost my debit card in the alternate universe at the bottom of my bag. Paid, and left the building. Arriving home i lugged my weightless thighs upstairs and put my items in the first available empty counter space. I bought two new wine's and my usual Riesling 'Relax'. But this time the bottle was different - I sat the bottle on my dinner room table and clear as day the directions for the rest of my night were printed on the top of the cap . . .