The Flying Monkey the ship, and Alice seated sipping tea at the edge of a Black hole,

Let’s be honest. My shrink told me I was dead and reliving past lives. Me? I think you all are dead. This story is about Katrina when it happened in 2003, not here in 2005. Silly, what do you mean? I mean, I have lived more than you have. When I cracked up in 2016, I was hit...See more