Coffee, Cigarettes, Death & Mania

The nagging voice in my head kept saying, "Find the door, find the door. Get out, get out!" I rose from my seat on the redeye from Haethrow, and moved the the back, the few passengers I passed, asleep. No one accosts me in the back galley, all's quiet except the hum of thrusting jet engines. I walk to the door with its big red lettering and yellow and black stripe across its middle. "Get out, get out now!" I grab the tip of the long thick white handle and push dowm.nothing.Push harder, with all my weight. Can I help you, sir" I turn and the cute blonde stewardess I've flirted with is staring. "Here, let me escort you back to your seat, this area is private."Can you be normal and psychotic at the same time? Experience the rollercoaster ride that is Rodney's life from his days as a bipolar teenager leading to horrible behaviors, delusions of grandeur, hallucinations, dreams of future events, visions, and cold apathy for the ones who love him. Yet, there is is something, something good in him, almost saintly at times, that others like his longsuffering wife, employers, friends, and family find hidden beneath his nonchalance. Who will win out?