Heard this song in my sleep but can’t figure out if there is any particular reason or if it is just one of the vagaries of a brain that has been overtaxed. Could be nothing or it could be something. Doc says he doesn’t expect to find anything when they shove 19 feet of camera… Continue reading A Series Of Goodbyes
Month: September 2018
The Next Trip…
The question of when to take the next trip to Los Angeles has come up and it is not something I have a particular interest in discussing. This won’t be like the last ones as there is no hope of getting to see dad one more time, no praying for miracles or hoping that science… Continue reading The Next Trip…
What Will The Doctor Say?
When you storm around the house this is not the song you are supposed to be listening to because it is supposed to make you smile or be reflective, Except I was neither smiling nor reflective in a way that would provide a smile across my face. My mood was much closer to this, if… Continue reading What Will The Doctor Say?
You Ought To Die
“You’re a demonrat and that means you ought to die.” I stare at the message, smile and write back a brief message. “I am the scourge of Cleveland, devourer of souls of the demented, deranged and delusional and am on the 69th stage of grief. I would eat yours and your heart but you have… Continue reading You Ought To Die
