There are times when the inner monologue just goes crazy and the process of writing ‘Fudge It- loser and failure’ across whatever piece of paper comes my way seems productive. I’m pretty sure the whole point of ‘one flew over the cuckoo’s nest’ was to show us that we’re all crazy and it’s only the expression of this craziness that gets us locked up. Will the expression of submitting my inner monologue to paper/computer cause the horrendous fashion crisis of a jumpsuit for me. We’ll see, at least it will be an experience.