How I protect my sanity in an insane world.
When I returned home from work yesterday at about 2:00PM, Marilyn’s son Donnie was about to leave for work. His ride to work pulled into his driveway, next door to us and I recognized the driver to be a neighbor and former co-worker, Charlie. Although I knew better, I called to him and said, “Hey Charlie! Are you just getting home from work, too?” He replied, “No, I’m just going in.” I told him that I was exhausted and needed to rest up for several hours. He asked me, why? I told him, how each... Sign in to see full entry.