I’m Certainly the Culprit and the Instigator in this Matter…

“Do you want to drive over to Sonic and get some chocolate shakes?” I asked my mother after I had called her. “They stay open until midnight.” It was almost 10pm and my father hadn’t arrived home from the football game yet.  “I’ve got on my pajamas already,” mom said, sounding crestfallen.  “You sure they are open that late?” mom then asked skeptically. Ten minutes later and mom and I were at Sonic waiting on our chocolate shakes to be brought out. We both love to people watch and all kinds of interesting looking people were out and about late tonight. I also wanted something more substantial to eat so mom and I grabbed two beef burritos through the Taco Bell drive-thru and headed home.

Source: The 4th Avenue Blues - August 30, 2014 Category: Mental Illness Authors: Andrew Quixote Source Type: blogs