Old Man with a Pen: Blog

For the fourth time this morning, I jumped up...navagated my way to the front door. Just as the first time...no body there. Standing at the open doorway...I lifted mine eyes to the beige ceiling and said, "How about that...not only do I speak to the voices in my head...I answer their knock."

First sign of dementia?

Nope...been demented for ages.

posted without editing...my mistakes are me own

written in one go...had to do it.

And again...4 in the morning is not the time to post.

as soon as i saw it...I thought...G's don't look like that.

yup...perfect

The wrong girl...and no way could i spin it to selene