la vie en rose In a former life, she imagined she’d become a rock star like Janis. An icon with a household name but Southern Comfort gave her migraines, beer made her sick as a shit house rat, and the one time dropping of acid, made her feel as if her hair was on fire and her fingers were tongue depressors that needed to be continually shoved down her throat. There was a special place for people like her and it sure as hell wasn’t Cleveland. Spent six months in an alien nation called Catatonia where bread and water was considered fine dining. When she finally returned to a place she once called home, everyone asked her where she’d been and she replied, “Bergen Belsen.” No one disbelieved her.