The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
Mum slipped into a coma just before she passed away and a lot of it sounds fam….
Oh shit I remember Mum passing away.
But, but she couldn’t’ve, I mean what the fuck, if she’s dead then what am I?
Am I dead, or is this all some bad dream?
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The intricacies of my insanity 
Good to see you made it to the home stretch! I’m still just a couple days behind you. 😉
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Thanks, I’m sure you can understand, as I do, it’s an interesting challenge you can get lost in, and, lose your sanity in as well haha 😂
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Yeah this one really got the hooks in👍🏻
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You got me with this one. Excellent story.
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Thanks so much, glad you liked it, I kinda like playing with the, talking straight to the reader stories at the moment. Thanks again 👍
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