With the help of his a therapist, best friend and a Xanax prescription, a recently dumped Guppie rediscovers how to live out loud in the Windy City. Although inspired by a true incident, names have been changed to protect the guilty.
Startled and disoriented are the two words that best describe how I felt when I awoke from my Unisom induced coma. The bedside alarm clock displayed 6:21 PM. I’d slept for nearly 10 hours. “What a crazy dream,” I thought to myself, “Can’t wait to tell Jack.” As I stepped out of bed, Bouncer, my black cat, yowled in the other room. A wave of panic set in.
