I am in a house of madness with a screaming madman who deludes himself he is the Cat God. He’s no more the Cat God than I’m the Queen of Sheba.

I am in a house of madness with a screaming madman who deludes himself he is the Cat God. He’s no more the Cat God than I’m the Queen of Sheba.
Dreams are the door to the afterlife. The best dreams come during the day. Night dreams bring out the demons.
Brie cheese on crunchy French bread topped with caviar and washed down with a vodka martini. Delicious.
Like Hemingway said, ‘A man goes broke gradually, and then all at once.’