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Submitted for your approval a radio play of sorts; a conversation between a pilot and the passenger that’s taken him hostage. One part drama, one part essay, and one part rant. All three fit the scenario, because the stowaway is the captain’s depression, and their argument is internal.
This was originally posted under the name The Depression on My Shoulder, but since the gremlin metaphor factored in so heavily I changed it to reflect the Twilight Zone episode that inspired it.
I’m always looking for new ways to articulate what it’s like to function with depression. Thank you for listening and passing the piece along.
“I’m always looking for new ways to articulate what it’s like to function with depression.” Thank you, Drew.
Thanks for listening to the piece. One day, I’ll have just the right words to explain my temperament in a single sentence.
Not doubting your abilities but that is a lofty goal. One of those paragraph-length sentences might work.
Yeah, it might be a bit of a run on sentence. 😉
This is great, Drew. I’m impressed with how well you articulate the effects of depression. And you can shout there’s something on the wing, I believe you, I see the bastard too.