My dreams speak of my madness.
Most nights: raw, blinding and cruel.
Good nights: sweet, childish and free.
But last night, for the first time in my illustrious dreaming career, a Cozy Mystery appeared and played out before my closed eyes.
Good sign or bad?
Don’t ask me, I’m mad.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
The Words & Madness of Chloe Stowe 