some things to be said

So, I think Sabi might have been right when he suggested I might be having a psychotic break. Not only have I been mumbling, singing, and talking to myself almost constantly when I am alone, but I have also started just blurting things out, These "things" are mostly nonsensical and have nothing or little to do with anything around me or consciously inside my head. This has been going on for at least three months, getting progressively worse. In addition, this week I started seeing things. Actually I would describe these "things" as a glow left after a split second after a person has been in a spot. At first I thought I might label them as ghosts or angels, but not so. Actually they are more like auras, though so far they have all been the same shade of yellow with a slight tint of green sometimes orange. My conclusion... my eyes are tired.

Think back to Freshman year of college, those of you who knew me then. Sweet little innocent Hope :P I had a friend named Christopher Reeves, he liked to be called Cid. There were two things he told me he was going to convince me of over the following four years of college. He was going to convince me that there is such a thing as an aura, and that there is no such thing as free will. By the by, he failed. Anywho, if this continues I might have to believe in the whole aura thing, you know, because of the whole seeing-is-believing bull crud.

But, Free Will is my religion. Now some of you may think I am faithful to nothing and nobody, but let me tell you, I will not betray the trust of the sacred Free Will. For anything else I am open to logical or even just plain opinionated suggestions about the complete opposite of what I believe being true, but here's the thing, and this "thing" is that I know Free Will doesn't make any sense but I have faith anyways. Yes, I believe in it even more strongly than Love. In fact, I think Love is pretty much a mushy-hearted-and-headed bitch who wants all the sex, security, bad cuddling, and money you can throw at her. Don't get me wrong, I love that slut, she gives good head, but c'mon. She's fucked me up bad, and then slept with my worst enemy. She's inconsistent and passionate and that's what I love about her, but if you want someone who'll be there for you in the morning... take Free Will. He's the guy who wakes me up in the morning and whispers "we could stay in bed all day," and I like that in a man.

So as long as that's perfectly clear, I think I can go on having my psychotic break with a clear conscience now. Thank you for your time.