The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
“What did you say your name was?”
“I didn’t, and it doesn’t matter. What matters is that you know in the end regardless of all this, that you are going to be okay.”
“Sure, it’s easy to say, but it’s not your life that’s fallen apart around you, is it?”
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The intricacies of my insanity 