It’s pink and it’s squishy.

Let me take my hands and tickle the very partthat is you that sets youapart from me.It’s pink and it’s squishy the same as mine however you think differently.Why?Now I’ll grab a sharp bladeand if I cut hereand then I cut there will you be different?As you re-awake will you be more like me inContinue reading “It’s pink and it’s squishy.”