This entry jumps around.
Sorry about not posting anything regularly the past while. Things have been a bit strange, what with the eratic sleep schedule.
You know how sometimes you see things flash in the corner of your eye, and when you look, there's nothing? I've had that a lot lately. On top of that, just today I got a picture in the mail of a tree with a woman(?) standing next to it. The branches were colored like the Spectrum. The woman looked sort of like the woman in the blue cloak, and it brought back memories (or lack thereof) of Old Smokey and the incident there.
I wondered about going to a doctor about the sleep habits, or a therapist for the flashes, but one of them is because it's summer and the other is because of them. Or they caused both of my ailments.
Do you know how hard it is to live with thinking you're crazy? I mean, I know the phrase, "if you think you're crazy, you're not crazy," but it's one thing to say it and another to believe it. One grounding factor is, of course, you guys. Twitter and email really help me not flip out.
I recorded myself walking the dog, but I've concluded that my voice is silly so I won't be uploading it (maybe). Would anyone be interested in my normal life anyway? :/
I wonder if everything would stop if I stopped checking the mail? Probably not. For all I know, it'd get worse.