A Man Called Stan by Jay

A Man Called Stan by Jay

Author:Jay [Jay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780595746200
Publisher: iUniverse
Published: 2003-03-26T04:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 6

A LITTLE DOWN THE LINE

STAN GETS ON WITH IT

Saturday Morning

Stan woke up with a queasy feeling in his stomach. This was quite normal on a Saturday morning. What made this morning different was that on this occasion it was not due to excessive use of alcohol. Not implying that he had not used alcohol the night before, the man had indeed, and in a manner that most observers would describe as having definitely been excessive. But that limited indulgence would not have disturbed Stan’s stomach, which was used to far worse than mild excessiveness. In fact, if it were not for its particularly hardy constitution, the organ under discussion would have dissolved away into nothing years ago. No, the queasiness that was making its presence felt this morning was caused by a severe case of nerves. It would be fair to say that Stan was more nervous now than he had ever been in his whole life. He lay in bed, struggling to prevent himself from hyperventilating. Breathe in Stan, breathe out. Deeply in, deeply out. This time-honoured method was not working very well and the unsettled state that it could not prevent meant that for a disturbing change he was unable to drift off again into sleep. Running out of alternative courses of action, he considered getting out of bed. It seemed so wrong though, to get out of bed on a Saturday morning when the sun had not even passed its peak yet. Grumbling at what a demanding world this was, Stan threw back the covers.

That momentous step taken, he lay prone on the bed, summing up the energy to arise. That was what was great about weekends; you could do things at your own pace, especially getting out of bed. Which explained why Stan was rarely up before noon in the weekend. It was just so difficult to be up before then. But today he had some very important matters to attend to, so he had better start this day. Or then again, he could just forget about his agenda for the day, and postpone it or cancel it completely. He felt relief flow through him at the thought of not having to pursue the course of action he had set for today. Then he thought about how it was imperative that he attempt it sometime, and now was always the best time to do anything. Thus, in an uncharacteristic but surprisingly determined manner, our champion steeled himself for what he had to do. Drawing in a deep breath, he managed to sit up. Good God, this was going to be a difficult day. Every motion was weighed down by the pressure exerted on him by this enormous thing he was going to try and do. It was like running into an invisible brick wall every few seconds. Wham! Stops you and your thoughts right in their tracks. Only way forward is to keep on climbing those walls, or just break through them. Stan made the breakthrough of getting onto his feet, and while he was on a roll made a dash for the bathroom.



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