Wise people call me a genius. Stupid and evil people call me crazy. My character is really determined by the mentality of the viewer.
It's like bathrooms. Public restrooms... with the stalls. People make assumptions.
Madness string 37728
There are those dreams that sort of stay with you, lingeringly, coming back in bits and pieces over the first few waking moments, and then only as feelings and familiarities later. As the years go by, you remember, again, in the moments where the same thing happens again, and you cannot place whether the memories are real or imagined. But you know you've lived this before. You feel like you know it implicitly.