“A Mind is a Terrible Thing to Waste.”
Why do I keep hearing that in my head? It’s that thing, isn’t it. The one that stares at me as I try to sleep. Does it look like I’m wasting my mind? No. Don’t answer that. I don’t want to hear what you think of me now. I know I’m wasting away because of … IT. But my mind. It’s still there. I’m sure. Pretty sure. DRAT!!! Continue reading