I prefer to feel like I'm sleeping in my own coffin. Cozy!

How do you expect me to sleep when I'm living in a fantasy wonderland?

And then it was like I was back in high school but it wasn't like really MY high school, it was just like the idea of it? And then I was in this room, but it was a car, but it was driving itself? And then you were there, but you had different hair and you were making out with Margaret and that was like, totally bizarre.

There are alien egg pods all over the city and no one has even noticed.

Little boys come in all shapes and sizes. Sometimes they are mid-level corporate managers with bald patches even.

Solvi