Dad didn"t really grasp the concept of Rest In Peace when he passed on. True, life around him was always disruptive, but since his demise, things became worse. Things like banging doors in the middle of the night are a real bummer when you"re trying to sleep away the wine buzz in your head. Those late night trips to the bathroom take on a whole new aspect when ramming your big toe into a piece of furniture that is supposed to be against the far wall—not in the middle of your direct path. In real life Dad would throw things whenever he was upset and yell; especially yell at the offender whether present or not.
At least he can"t yell anymore or if he is yelling, no one hears him. But throwing things? He didn"t stop. A physical manifestation that is totally impossible according to the scient
