Sunday evenings always seem to have its own unique set of paranoia that presents fear, dread, exhaustion, over-thinking and looking for the fountain of youth…which

“The story so far: In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and been widely regarded as a bad move.” ― Douglas Adams
Sunday evenings always seem to have its own unique set of paranoia that presents fear, dread, exhaustion, over-thinking and looking for the fountain of youth…which
“If I should ever die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph: ‘The only proof he needed for the existence of God was music.” ~
You know how it is…you have some casual acquaintance from work text you not to forget the “big meeting” tomorrow. Of course, it’s a meeting
We here at the Asylum don’t necessarily care what starts the day, as long as it’s done with a smile on one’s face…just as the
It’s always the tidbits of throwaway thoughts from troubled minds that can lead folks into the pits of despair, or even vamping outside the local
You know how it goes…nearly everyday, the ghosts and goblins ooze out from their inner-world portals, completely unhinged and ready to haunt the ordinary citizen