Sometimes I wonder if they’re the last sane people on the planet. Then I remember we have antibiotics, and my mom has a power wheelchair, and I wonder if there can’t be some middle ground.
Sometimes I wonder if they’re the last sane people on the planet. Then I remember we have antibiotics, and my mom has a power wheelchair, and I wonder if there can’t be some middle ground.
Found the theories a few years ago, desperately hoping we find the reality at some point