Mind Readers

I really do believe there are mind readers in our midst. I know two such people: my sister and my boyfriend. I swear, they always know what I'm thinking. It's actually really freaky. I might be able to shrug off a handful of instances where they knew exactly what I was thinking, but it happens all.the.time. They are either mind readers or all of what I thought was internal dialogue was actually me talking out loud to myself and Carolyn and Orlando are the only people that respond. Something to think about. Or possibly talk out loud about...

Pears

Whenever I eat pears I imagine I am biting into human flesh. Not in a totally plausible, cannibalistic way but in a cool, supernatural way. Do I think I'd make an awesome zombie? Yes. Would I rock at being a vampire? Of course. Will anyone want to hang around me while I eat a pear after reading this? Not a chance.