
Pacman, by Namco LTD
Several years ago, when Tom was homeless and experiencing what psychiatrists call an acutely manic phase, he was convinced that Deborah would marry him. After decades of no contact, he called her seven times in one hour. By then, Deborah was a lawyer in L.A. and in no mood to deal with a stalker. I had to intervene and assure her that Tom would not show up at her door, that the romance was all in his head.
Fortunately, my brother is no longer in this acutely manic phase, but I often worry he'll return there. Since we now live far apart, I have just a vague idea of the swings he goes through each day. Sometimes he sounds lethargic, and I imagine him sitting in his small apartment, his face bloated from napping. Other times, I hear a few bottles of beer in his voice, and I have to be extra careful of what I say.
I hope he's OK.