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A Shaft and A Fatted Calf

Posted on October 30, 2006 in Depression

square106Around four o’clock of every day, I might find myself in the kitchen or the loft when my mind advances to the hour of my sleep. I see myself passing into slumber which is a long horizontal shaft. And not waking up. Standing on my own two feet, I plummet into horror. Then take a breath. And reach an anticlimatic peace with the moment.

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I want to thank all of you who have stayed on as I have passed through this, even though I have not been commenting on other blogs as I should. I’m quieter than most, even here, when it comes to matters of personal pain. To those who come only when I comment elsewhere, there is a welcome and a thanks for you, too. And a fatted calf.

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