Internal conflict

The voices in my head are at it again. When everyone in here is in agreement things are nice, but as of late my dementias have been fighting for my attention. I sometimes just wish I could limit myself to one neurosis, but then I remind myself that even god needs a laugh now and then. Lucky me, the fool.

I've gone on this sort of wierd goblin kick of late. You know, the way that some people obsess about elves. I've just been having all of these wierd impulses to imagine goblins. I see them as sort of beautifully warped looking fairies. You know big noses and ears and whatnot. But they don't seem as grotesque as I remember. Kind of attractive for some reason.