I never was a firm believer in gravity.

I never was a firm believer in gravity.

Depravity...yes...I do believe in that..and gravy...yes...gallons and gallons of turkey gravy. I like to swim in it...feel it squish between my toes, but I don't believe in gravity

, because I was born in a sensory deprivation tank. My mother birthed me there, so I have always been familiar with the void. I still long to be in that cold cylinder, to see them.

To curb the void depression I was suffering from living in the sensation overloaded world. I became an astronaut and agreed to go the long distance to colonize Mars.

As an antidote to my naturally morose demeanor, I was paired with a cheeky chappy called Tommy in our cramped Mars capsule. Unfortunately his wind problems & relentless cheeriness

combined with my chronic halitosis & curmudgeonlyness where a combustible Marsflight mix & since I had caulifower ear my hearing was impared.He'd say cryostasis, I'd hear Papadakis

but mostly I was just seeking attention. Of course I had a lot of different health problems, my mom is my sister and my dad is my cousin but also my grandpa. He loved me all the

while, though, despite the rampant incestuous relationships that plagued our unusual family. It didn't even bother me that my feet are backwards as a result or that I have breasts

I actually began to get used to it. It's not like there was much I could do. Plus, I'm pretty sure there's people in a way worse condition than mine... right? What a life!

There are those that say that suffering his life's way of telling you it is there. I don't need the reminding but I like to think that there is some soul out there having it worse.