my neurons swiftly kick backwards in time that daddy told me theyd be home later on saturday evening around suppertime which is about five oclock close to the dusk as the sun is setting in the west which in reality will be seven oclock because daddy will a ) stop for supper and b ) drive really slow in the dark since hes in his fifties and his eyesight isnt that great pondering that i should have drove my parents to the big city of montgomery at the farmers market and the hospital instead of selfishly attending novena festival which is depressing as i feel really rotten like a wet log for not helping my folks who love me very much .