Milestone-The Next Day
Milestone- The next day. Whether it was the wine, the stress of travel, the extracurricular activities, or all of them together I must have blanked out completely. Woke up in the early pre-dawn hours my head spinning in confusion as if trying to come out of trance. Did I over do it last night? Did I over imbibe? Was it all just a drunken dream? My eyes attempted to adjust to the dark of the room; a slight stream of filtered light poked a tentacle in the dark gray, almost charcoal medium of air. Just enough light to make out the form of my son lying next to me…and as my eyes focused…the NAKED form of my son! I sat up quickly, my hands making feverish exploratory motions over my own body. Shit! I am …