Welcome to the House my Mind Built

The Boy Who Ruined Christmas

Welcome to my home. Come in, snoop around. People have many different reactions to it. Some don’t care to visit because it confuses them. Others step inside and wonder whether it is built in reality or dream. Still others believe it to be similar to their own home in many ways, but different in others. You’ve taken a mighty leap, standing in the front foyer. Come get comfy. Pull up a chair, maybe an ottoman. Snuggle up in a blanket…or a Snuggie? Well, now that you’re here, I guess you have questions, no doubt. Like what I have been up to, where I have visited, and how I survived a jump from the third story of a frat house in order to escape from the cops?

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