I Had To Write
Some call it a potato couch calling, some call it a spark of inspiration, some call it a bathroom idea during a standing hair wash. But no matter how much I tried to piece when it all began, I always end up with a thrilling mystery, which many times it's better to let it stay that way. What I do remember was it started off when this virus trying to infect every intelligent monkey on this planet and when we all had to be caged away in ou...