Not quite ready to write the bit on the wonderful adventures in a psychiatric ward. This will no doubt take more than one post if it is to be done properly. After all there is no short story preceding one's losing their mind for a season. But it will happen.
In a way it is a rehearsal for a book project(although entirely unrelated) I am working on which may or may not ever be written about here. The rehearsal is emotional investment. My best writings have always come from deep emotions and I am not quite ready to dive into the insane pool of insanity I swam in long ago. Stay tuned if this interest you. It will he an honest and hopefully accurate(as much as possible) rendition.
The past few days I have extremely occupied with my daughter that passed away a few months ago. Subsequent to her dying, the repressed emotions I felt towards her have been released to a large extent. Both good and bad, it makes for great days and not so great days. Truly the days have gotten better. They have also gotten worse.
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