Yellow Bile

So, do you come here often? The reason I ask is because I don’t remember seeing you here before. It is possible that you’ve been here all along hiding in the shadows, taking it all in, wondering why in the Hell I do what I do? I guess it is. I would guess I’m not your first that you’ve been lurking in the shadows for some time, way before anything walked upright, long before combustible engines and waffle irons. I bet you still wear a chastity belt and that you still believe in the medieval theories of physiology that we are filled with the four humours: black bile, yellow bile, blood and phlegm. You would say I’m mostly filled with yellow bile, the humour associated with fire. That when I walked into the shadows to find you I lit the place up and that for once you could see. No, not because I hold any special powers but because I burned the curtains when I was lighting a joint with my Zippo…