12.26.09
10:46 AM - It's getting slightly dark. And harder and harder to differentiate between reality and pure, unadulterated, catatonic imagination. Most commonly, I'm lost into a hypothetical conversation. I say something and imagine the response and my response to that response and so on. And sometimes it seems so real. It's like I've actually spoken to whom ever I imagine speaking to. But the reality is that I've been on a bus the whole time staring out the window. I'm worried. Honestly it's like I've spoke to the person.