The Cabin Sweats

It’s a tightness…and not a good kind. It starts in the chest like panic attack and slips into the psyche like cheap booze. It’s a fever, a need to get out. And it comes at times when it doesn’t make sense.

Mt. Willis is no cabin, but I felt trapped inside this weekend. I did everything I could to leave. I took a four-mile walk through Cleveland Park. I didn’t want the walk to end. I went for a Smoothie. I went out to dinner. I returned Blockbuster junk. Grocery store, Best Buy, Michael’s, gas station. Nothing worked. I’m afraid to go home tonight.

Thing thing is…in the next four weeks I will be in Chicago, Columbia, S.C., Ohio, and Missouri. And that’s just a preliminary list. There could be more. I should cherish the time I have at home.

But I need to get out. Otis needs to be free.

Free Otis…now that could be the rallying cry for the next generation.

Brad Willis

Brad Willis is a writer based in Greenville, South Carolina. Willis spent a decade as an award-winning broadcast journalist. He has worked as a freelance writer, columnist, and professional blogger since 2005. He has also served as a commentator and guest on a wide variety of television, radio, and internet shows.

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