About the Cram.

Cram is really a code. If you can break the code, you’ll find out who I am. It’s like the Da Vinci code or morse Code, but not that ancient. It’s also harder to decipher. Seriously. I am the enigma that is the person who chooses to make things complicated for no rhyme or reason. Intrigued? Perplexed? Mmm.

I am and was many things, and have been to many places and have done many things, but I’ve never been to me. To say things without meaning anything is a real skill derived from hours of listening to people say things I’ve been forced to hear. Making sense is nonsense and nonsense is genius. Hence, therefore, hitherto, in conclusion…

If you’ve read up til here, you’ll probably realise that a few of your brain cells have committed suicide. It’s ok. Really.