Knackered Wonders with 

             Benzos

   Hey there, Knackered here.  It is late at night, actually early morning, and Knackered cannot sleep. He sits by the window and gazes out, wrapped in his duvet.

   He gazes out at the sea beyond, but  it is much too dark to see anything.  He is much at sea himself.  

   He has strange, intrusive thoughts.  He still wonders how he ever got on the Oral Robert’s Prayer and Share  mailing list?  Oral wanted you to always send money.  If you did, he would send you little gifts.  He once received a tiny bottle of holy oil. His grand mother dumped it on his head and prayed over him before he left for college. It must have helped. He did graduate on time. 
   He wonders how he ever got started on Benzos?  It sounded like a good idea at the time. His Dr. was nice and very convincing. He wonders if he will live long enough to finish his taper, but that is too depressing and he has no intention of going there right now.  
   He wonders why his digestive track went nuts yesterday and why, when he really did want to try to go out to town, they drove off and left him alone in the bathroom.  He wonders if that is TMI
   He wonders about the other members he talks to on BB around the world. What are they up too?  And what are they doing right now? It is comforting to know that they are out there, wondering also.

    Knackered realizes that he is nearly half way done with his three hour tour.  The ferry will come Friday morning.  He plans to be on it.  
   In the meantime, he wonders if he is tired enough to go back to bed now.  But first he is curious about left overs in the refrigerator downstairs.  He will check it out.