Show me a person who says he isn’t delusional, and I’ll show you a delusional person.
Who — out there in the blog-o-sphere — hasn’t experienced the delusional state?
- The delusion of being in love, until you find out you’re married to a two-timing @$$hole.
- Your boss saying, “You want a 2-week vacation during Christmas? Are you delusional?”
- Sending your mother a scarf every Christmas and refusing to take the hint that she wants you to visit.
- A mother who refuses to understand that everything else in life will always be more important to Scarf Face, and she needs to find a hobby.
There are alternatives for people who need companionship, for example:
In my house, the bed looks like this:
Last night, Rottie Mutt was at my feet, Pretty Pittie was on one side, and the Bull Dane was on the other — next to Dingo Mutt whose snoring could be used as an air raid siren.
One day, I might be able to sleep through the night without dogs barking at 3 in the morning.
If I believed that, I’d be
Now, back to my hobby; writing.
My dogs are very supportive.