August 30, 2017

She sat in the psychiatrist's waiting room, staring at a painting on the wall of a disturbing woman who seemed to be frozen in a maniacal laugh. Then she realized it wasn't a painting, it was a mirror.

There is nothing like the laughter of a baby. Unless it's 1a.m. and you are home alone.

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