Calling Dr Benway

William S. Burroughs

I had my overnight bag from our trip to visit grampa. My pain medicine and anti-inflammatory pills for my ankle were in that bag. Taking them out the lid popped off. I found myself digging for pills in my dirty underwear. It was just like being in Trainspotting, or maybe some junkie character in a William S. Burroughs novel. I definitely have had finer moments.

“Calling Dr. Benway, can you write me a script, kind sir?”

Picture by Richie Brown, CC licensed via Flickr.

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