Go crazy… don’t mind if I do!

I think the best conversations I have are with myself. I get so much sorted out. Like deciding whether to go completely naked or to wear just two tassels hanging from my nipples as I run around the shopping centre screaming “The mother ship has landed!”.

I think it’s important to keep people guessing. But it’s difficult when I start to argue with myself.

However, there is no escaping me. “That’s it! I am off… Where do you think you are going? I am not finished yet… I don’t want to talk you anymore… Get your arse back here! No… you can finish this blog by yourself…Yeah, well we all know that I am the brains of this operation… Fine, see if I care cause I can write stuff without you.”

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