I open this page and think of a couple words to start with, then I type without stopping till I have a paragraph.Then I press publish. No pausing. No editing. (I fix up the spelling and the odd bit of punctuation to make it more in line with what my brain was thinking and my fingers were trying to type, but I don't add or remove any words) ........... Find LITTLE VISIONS VOL 1 in audiobook and zine format at https://bridesofchrist.bandcamp.com/album/little-visions-vol-1-audiobook
Thursday, January 23, 2020
I SLIPPED INTO A STATE OF DELIRIOUS INFANTILISM
I slipped into a state of delirious infantilism at the supermarket checkout, rolling on the floor and making goo goo gaga soiunds. My state was so believeable that despite my adult frame and clothing the other patrons and staff truly believed I was an abandoned child. Nobody quite knew what to do with themselves besides frown and say "so sad, so sad". Eventually the police took me away and when I came to I was living in a foster home in Glenrowan and enrolled in Grade 6. That had been quite a fugue state. Things seemed to be going quite well in this new life, I had a best friend name Barry and I seeemd to be quite good at table tennis. I'd need to have a Big M and think about whether I carried on or tried to return to the ruins of my old life in Coburg.
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