Phoenix Fights

Fighting the FEAR, depression and BDP on a daily basis AND making my own bread. Bring it on 2016….




Driving into town today I had to brake hard to avoid hitting a man dressed in sweats, a camouflage jacket and hobnail boots who strode into the middle of the road holding an imaginary gun.

As I slowed, he walked towards the front of my vehicle.

Our eyes locked.

Then, he gave me an almost imperceptible nod and waved me on with his weapon.

As I drove away I glanced into my rear view mirror and watched the back of his Che Guevara beret bounce frantically on his head as the rat-tat-tat-tat of (oral) machine gun fire filled the air.

I think I may have found one of my tribe.


2 thoughts on “COME THE REVOLUTION….

  1. Oh, surely u jest!!!! Smiles. I don’t even know what you look like and I can just see your expression as you are cleared his gauntlet…

    • Nope. Crazy as a bed bug. Mind you, I can’t talk….

      I went along with it, nodded meekly back at him and drove away as instructed…..

      Anyway it was nice to know I meet with someones approval!

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