No Longer Listening

Rhyming in rhythm with Foreigner playing on my walkman, totally enjoying their music this morning while writing. Hoping to save myself from the drudgery of boredom, living seems to want to place on me by causing medical problems to keep me from doing what I love. Grounded, not able to sky dive or fly a plane, because doctor's orders forbid me from doing things I had always done. Not wanting to listen anymore, to just throw away all the meds and go for it alone, leaving the medical profession long behind me so I can have some fun for a change.