George’s life had changed in an instant. Now he was undergoing changes that he didn’t even know about. Trapped, strapped, and drugged, he was sure his life was nearing the end. If you haven’t read the rest.

Me, Myself, and I tend to be a handful.

A poem for you.

You just never know…

Sleep interferes with everything!

George has had a rough day, so far. He hasn’t seen anything yet, and neither have you.

A poem for you, my love.

Inspired by the daily abuses people go out of their way to give.

George appeared the typical town drunk. From first glance, that is what all knew of him. That was all they knew.

The time comes when sleep overcomes determination.