Not much for you blog readers today. The puppy was pretty good last night, not much noise or poop was created. Around 4am I woke up with a killer migraine and had to get up and out of bed for a while. Took quite a while to get back to sleep so, I am a bit out of it today. Work might be a bit short today. I do have to go south to my Sister’s concert tonight so that should be interesting. I am really hopping to get rid of the migraine by then. Well I must go prepare for a meeting this morning. Be safe ya’ll.

The Binge

This empty wine bottle forces me to think, where to find a replacement. My head is as empty as my stomach. I stand, stumble, reach for the counter and rise, gather my composure and look to the stairs. It is late and the sun has been down for days. As I begin to walk I notice my left shoelace is untied. I kick the shoe off so not to trip as I climb down the stairs, which turns into a controlled fall. The concrete is cool on my face. I debate with myself whether to stay there for a little nap- during this debate I wake myself up and crawl to the shelf where the Merlot sits and waits. Reaching the wine I pull the opener from my back pocket and struggle to de-cork my dinner. With an open bottle I sit on an old pillowcase and drink my reward.

Eric D. Potter