Where wild minds come to rest
My mom keeps on taunting me about 'Living in my own World' this summer. She needs more assistance than usual, because my sister's away, and she's getting old. This morning she told me to call her in for the hourly weather report, and I couldn't even remember! She starting criticizing me, "Yes, because you live in the world of Jessica." I was rejoicing in real memories that was a little mixed with DD. So, there you have it. MD robs us of having a more pleasant life. We end up facing a bunch of angry people, who will never know what it's like to be us.