Maybe I really am crazy

[distortedcanvas]

Staying in the loft for the rest of the week. Not that this is anything new, but this time I'm actually planning it. I need to figure some stuff out.

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[siryn_song]

Are you okay?

[distortedcanvas]

I feel like a freak, Terry. There's something wrong with me.

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[siryn_song]

You are not a freak. You're not.

What happened? Did you paint something?

Re: [locked]

[distortedcanvas]

I talked to your friend Mike earlier. He babbled on about powers and alternate dimensions and shit like that. I have crazy stuff running through my head all the time. Is that what it is? It can't be. Life isn't Star Trek, but it got me thinking. Is what I'm seeing that I don't recognize the stuff of, I hate to say it, alternate dimensions? I write comic books, I know what they are and am familiar with them, but now I'm considering the possibility. What the hell kind of person does that make me? Here I am honestly contemplating that whenever I go into my trance-thing my conciousness goes to another dimension! Think of the possibilities. Either it's not happening and this is all a bunch of crazy talk from an even crazier person, or that's what happening, in which case I'm fucked.

[icouldtellyouto]

Hey, if you need anything just let me know. You've got me worried a bit.

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[distortedcanvas]

I keep feeling like there's something wrong with me. There's some weird stuff going on, Sarah. I don't know what to do.

[locked]

[icouldtellyouto]

What? Why would you think there's something wrong with you?

Re: [locked]

[distortedcanvas]

I don't want to freak you out. You're one of the few people in the city who knows me well. I trust you, but I really don't want to scare you away.

[distortedcanvas]

Shit, there's not much. I'll get delivery.

[distortedcanvas]

He did, but not about that.