Every so often, I stop thinking, just for a little while, florence thoughts. What are florence thoughts you may ask? Well, probably thoughts of the sane or close enough for her to function with a decent level of normality in society (those who know me really well, shush). So when un-florence thoughts like missing my stop and taking the MRT all over Singapore or being deliberately being vindictive to some poor, undeserving sod, for no real reason other then to see what happens, I shuffle them out and reluctantly they go, sometimes with more than a backward glance. Maybe the denying is exactly what makes them so delicious at times. In the reccesses of the minds, we're all nastier and brewing rebellious. And as for the really nasty people, maybe they can't seperate their mind from the world.