I just realised that I also don't understand if I have stopped being me or have become someone that is intrinsically me!
It must be a Cancerian thing, being sentimental and or feeling emotional. But I haven't been that way. So either I have stopped being me. Or have started to be truly me.
I can't decide. It will take time to find out.
In the meanwhile, I shall have the pleasure of seeing Abhinay pull more hair off his head. PAYBACK TIME! HAHAHA!
Disclaimer The
Neurotic One shall use this narcissistic recluse to blow his own trumpet, to
question the parentage of Communists and to blast the world for what it is.
Readers who do not concur, are requested to bend over and kiss his buttocks.
Readers are also strongly advised against side effects of reading Neurotica,
such as strong nausea, splitting headaches, insomnia, visions of Baba Sehgal
chasing you in a thong, suicidal depression, delirium, anti social behaviour,
transformtion into an ugly toad, nightmares about ugly and naked fat men, STDs,
Kafka dreams or brief flashes of intelligence.
If you do feel these side effects, oh well. Sue me.
