Or was he saying, "Hi! Wanna play?" And I did. Of course I did.

I stood up. It was all too much. I could not even meet my own expectations, and to be asked to deal with all theirs too was suffocating.

I was filled with dread at the thought my mind had skipped town and left me behind to pay the rent." --Dexter

And then more quiet, silence so deep it almost drowned out the roar of the night music that pounded away in my secret self.

This was just no fun. I wanted my brain back.

But of course, there's no rest for the wicked, which I certainly am; as I said, no rest for the wicked.

I often find myself in situations where it seems to me like everyone else has read the instruction book