Chasing Away my Demons…

I let Maggie out at 4am to a flurry of barking; hair bristling and tail erect she chases away the demons that inhabit my backyard. I only wish she could chase away the demons that inhabit my schizophrenic mind.

“Go get ‘em Maggie,” I say to egg her on, enjoying her exuberance.

I light a cigarette and sit down upon my back deck in the warm and damp early spring air as a thick fog rolls in off that grand Chattahoochee just a mile away. Maggie comes back upon the deck for a vigorous back rub and another dose of dog courage. She alights anew across the yard barking with even more vigor. I cringe to think of what my neighbors must think of our early morning forays out into the dark of the night in these early hours.

Yesterday was a grand day and one that I will cherish for a long time. I thought this morning of how succinct my daily routines must be. I have been spending a lot of time down at the shopping center where something interesting is always happening. It is much more interesting than sitting at home in front of a computer, writing. I am actually out getting up writing material instead of waiting for it to come to me. I also participated in my daily ritual of eating at Rodger’s. It was a fantastic lunch and I enjoyed the vegetables and stewed apples immensely.

This morning will once again find me spending my last ten dollars at the diner eating breakfast only to mosey on up to the shopping center to see what’s going on. Lunch will find me over at Rodger’s eating the daily special of meatloaf, my favorite meal. Hopefully, this afternoon will find me entangled in some more interesting experiences upon which I can write about on the blog. Here's to hoping it will be another grand day. Good Morning and good day.