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Misfits #4: handle with care

Prescription: care. Take it when baring your soul. You swallow the sugar-coated tablets readily enough with a glass of lukewarm water, each placed fresh every morning on your grateful tongue, when you are fighting fierce to protect your inner core from the harmful effects of mere existence. Thus, you must increase the dosage all the […]

Misfits #3: spoonfuls of spells

I have been trying to decide whether we would drink coffee, tea or something stronger. Caffeine addict that I am, the temptation would be to serve extra strong coffee and then gabble away nineteen to the dozen until deep into the night, only retreating to our beds at dawn once we had revealed far too […]

Misfits #2: out of sorts

I stutter and tumble over the words. There’s nothing strange about you. Nothing strange about me. We’re just like each other. Peas in a pod. Hand in glove. Birds of a feather. What am I saying? Link fingers and dance with me, why don’t you?
I feel everything when you’re broken, just as you do when I […]

Misfits #1: not our world

No, you stand corrected. This isn’t our world. This is much more. This is our universe. You just don’t realise it. We outnumber you by at least ten to one - it’s just that we keep very quiet about that fact. We refuse to subscribe to your way of thinking, but we do so in […]