Cavorting With the Man known as the Flash…

A moment ago had to be one my father’s most hurried and frantic Medication rituals I have ever experienced.  He was an absolute whirlwind and a bundle of nervous energy. Dad was so hyper and very nervous about how Auburn would play today against Arkansas. (It’s a religion in the South).  We quickly gave Maggie some fresh food and water and then he was gone. I called him the Flash from that DC comics superhero.   I just opened all the windows in my house to let some fresh air inside.  My house still strongly smells of very stale cigarette smoke after smoking all those years.  Maggie was overjoyed when I opening up the door to my screened in porch.  She was in hog heaven.  She can better survey her little kingdom from this vantage point.. 

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