Throw Up and Leave…Quickly

Daisy Mae in the Study — Photo by her mommy — the author

I was awake. I wasn’t all that aware yet. You’d think I’d been drinking. Like the days when I did drink many, many years ago and I would awaken in a fog. But no. I don’t drink anymore, and the fog does not last into the late morning. It’s just a brief couple of minutes or so. That’s called getting old, folks. In any case, I was not completely awake yet. And I could hear somebody throwing up.