The Crowd Inside My Skull

My head is crowded with characters, and they want out. No, not just want – demand! They poke my tender brain tissues when I'm trying to work. They wield their mallets, pound my skull from the inside out when I'm trying to sleep. They wake me up at dawn with their begging. They change, morph, [...]
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Published on December 08, 2011 20:53
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