I didn’t know what the postcard was going to say when I wrote this, so this doesn’t really fit properly into the story. It’s a consequence of flying by the seat of my pants I guess. I’ve got a little more of a direction in mind now though, hopefully that will help with continuity. Not like anyone is following this series anyway.

I really like this. I like it both as a sci fi “body hopping” and as a “grey matter wrestling match.” I know that the original was meant to be body hopping, but I love a great tale of bordering on schizophrenia (it’s such a fascinating and horrifying disorder.) I think you are doing a wonderful job.