See, but that's hard to do, Madd. I go about in circles. I'm balanced between several conclusions: I'm crazy, Crazy people don't think they're crazy, I'm paranoid, I have latent premonitions of the future, I THINK I do, I'm just THINKING I think I do, I'm the center of my own universe, So is everybody, AND SO ON!
It just spirals out of kilter in my head and makes me feel sick.
Like this guy here:
I guess usually I just like to sit back and listen to Cake.