This morning, I kept typing the initials of Morpheus's name without thinking about it or realizing. 9. 4. It was completely involuntary.
Times like this, I know there is so much about the brain we just don't understand. No. 8. Do we even really comprehend the mourning process? d Isn't that what this psychotic break was about? Just a shitload of impossible tears never to be seen or let out? d. Instead, I was slammed into this artificial state where for once I allowed myself to be crazy for him. 0. 0x. I allowed myself to be free.
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