Thanks to jessica sequeira on editorial duties, for publishing this new short story o mine about the brain and behaviour and free will maybe https://queenmobs.com/2020/03/fiction-traumic-knock/

“‘I am the thinnest person I know (and that’s saying something, for I am no stranger to sanatoria)’
Franz Kafka

Stephen was not an especially troubled person. He, in his full adulthood, had learned. For example, before entering any supermarket, with money in his bank account, he would stop and say thanks. Same with clean drinking water. Same with modern medicines, dentistry, etc… Pretty good. But he did defend his corner when he felt he was being bullied. And this led to a few rows. With partners, but at work too. That sort of thing. The problem is, trouble, troubledness, is relative. And being in London in the 21st century, he could be described as angry. I mean, had he been almost anywhere else, ever, he could not be described in this way. That is a fact. Because normal people used to be quite angry, it’s just no one could really see it, and certainly not tell others outside of their circle etc . . . Doesn’t matter. The thing is, one day, Stephen got hit in the head. An accident. The details don’t matter. But he didn’t report it to anyone, just dealt with the headaches, and if anything, maybe, forgot he was struck. He went the doctors and they thought he had depression at first. Because Stephen wasn’t as eloquent as he once was. Then one day Stephen feinted and ended up in hospital and they saw the damage in his head. Anyway, you’ve been filled in…….”