The Carmody House

“Delight in the choice you have for one day it may not be yours to make.” My dreams and reality were becoming more and more the same. I was becoming unsure if the reality I knew was truly that, reality. I wanted to doubt myself. I wanted to be wrong but I felt like I was losing it, my mind that is. No one wants to admit insanity or plans to be that way. We all wish the things we see are actually there to be seen. But I was different. My plan was different. I had no choice.