I’m generally less depressing …

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Lily’s mind is addled. She’s lowered the dose of her anti-depressant. Side-effects.  Dreams are vivid, disturbing. Eating a rat. Maimed geese. Living in a roach-filled shack. A pervert abusing himself. Despair.

(Author’s note: The exterminator came and they all lived happily ever after).