Now I know how Tony felt before he met Maria
I've been in a heightened sense of reality for a week and a half now and things just keep getting more surreal
Life is imitating art past a coincidental state:
I feel like my kaleidoscopic state is leading to something but I don't know what
(PS. closer to finding my conviction)
"I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are."