The World May Never Know

What goes on in my mind and life these days?

I am sneezing. A lot. Sneezing isn't entirely unpleasant.

I have an itch in my lower-left spleen. It's about a diameter from the egocenter of it's right-winged ventricle. What this means surmounts to an acute cake of wanderlust.

Paths will appear, as paths tend to do. I will follow one of them, or several of them, and that will make all the difference I am capable of making. Except, if I want to go offroading, which off course wouldst be strictly inadvertisable.

I'm also tired of listening to Jiminy Cricket, the flag, my Mom, and apple pie. Very tired.