Sometimes I wonder if being “crazy” is like living in my dreams.
They come straight from my brain to me and are in full color with sound and feelings.
They don’t always make sense, although I think they do at the time.
I can wake up from a dream illogically angry or in love with someone who wasn’t even present!
In fact, some of my dreams are so real they feel like memories.
A bad dream can make me not want to go back to bed the next night and a good one can tempt me to stay in bed long past when I should get up!
All of this is just my inner world, some kind of synapses firing when I give up control.
Life is so fascinating! (but it could be scary!)
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