The Voices in My Head

Singing a different tune

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With the profoundness induced perhaps by sunshine and alcohol in the form of a margarita, I am waxing poetic. Only to myself, and only on paper. I am removed from my life for a brief period of time. Transported to an alternate universe where someone provides all my meals, tidies my room and offers free drinks. The sun shines every day and the pool is open and the water glimmers with…