Sometimes I would just like to go on a Thorazine vacation. The thought of drooling and coloring in a padded room is kind of appealing. Reality with all its stringent scheduling and unwavering harshness is extremely over-rated. The typical is anything but, and the world can be an unforgiving place. To be placed in a safe environment with the comfort of sweet chemicals could actually be a wonderful escape. Yes... A nice vacation with a warm, self-hugging jacket. Nice soft walls, and a little drain. "It's time for your medicine." And for a brief time, your only reality is a 12X12 room... No outside...No inside... Just simply existing...
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Your page gives little flakes of your running thoughts....I liked some of the white words in this black room:)
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