Relagated to Satan's Perdition (Guantanamo Bay, Cuba) and considering my 12” television only gets 3 unpredictable stations, governed by overbearing and mind controlling U.S. government, writing has become a necessity to preocupy personal time.

Basically stated and reduced to simplest terms, personal laptop and word processor has developed into necessary adolescent diversion to keep me occupied and maintain some semblance of normalcy. After all, a man who is "of sound mind" is one who keeps the inner madman under lock and key.

Granted, this sounds rather melodramatic and seems uncertain whether anyone might truly lose sight of reality relegated to Satan’s Perdition. Nevertheless, considering alcohol consumption is not my concept of quality time and experimenting with Ketamine or Zopiclone to pacify bordom ain’t that appealing, writing is an economical alternative to insanity.

Yes, I am fully aware Robin Williams once stated; “You're only given a little spark of madness. You mustn't lose it.” However, Rita Mae Brown once eloquently stated; “The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four Americans is suffering from some form of mental illness. Think of your three best friends. If they're okay, then it's you.”