The Parkinson Princess woke up that morning with a pounding headache. Massaging her temples, she recited her favourite morning mantra: “Some days I feel like a flower, I like those days the most, Some days I start to sour and feel like the compost.” She suspected this was going to be one of those days. Oh well, she sighed, heading downstairs to the kitchen. She put the kettle on to boil, peeled an apple and found a tiny worm wiggling inside it. The Parkinson Princess smiled, set the apple down on a plate and wrote herself this note.
To be continued…
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