I hardly leave the house and when I do it is most defiantly not for the purpose of socialising. In fact, I avoid that at all costs. I began to have a sneaking suspicion that this was abnormal behaviour when I began hiding (leaping to the floor behind the sofa) from the post peoples when they knocked the door...”umm,” you think, “insanity is plentiful in this one,” and I’m sure you would be right.
And that is the main reason why I started this blog. In the attempt to have a somewhat conversation...with myself...online...about some of my more...profound opinions...on the bread conspiracy and how everyone has inside them...a demon pussy cat...
You know what? I think it would just be better in the long run if I just say I’m on house arrest...at least then I seem more like a slightly frustrated delinquent rather than full blow psychopath (And stop laughing at the image of me as some sort of rarely seen endangered animal, flinching at any noise or movement that could be human related, nestling between a stack of old newspapers in the hopeless attempt at avoiding contact – even though you wouldn’t be too far from the truth.)
Any post peoples reading this, should fully understand that the living labyrinth feels no ill towards them personally, but should be aware that the post peoples sudden, and in her opinion unnecessary, approach in to her territory causes her stress and alarm. Please bare this in mind when strolling into other individuals (psychopaths) territories.
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