if this is real, it will happen and people will read it and think i am crazy and cart me off to the looney bin
then i think nah it is art don't worry about it
last night, it was really late at night, and i always pace and get agitated then. i heard sirens and looked out to see an ambulance and firetruck pulling up outside our building. i was so scared someone had read this and sent them to take me away....i was staring out the window to see which building they were going into....whew.....i am ok. i just need to get my life going for me. need to get myself up.
i will do it. i have to be strong.
i have all these thoughts, and then i force myself to get dressed and go out to appear as near to "normal" as i assume they all think i should. i am hidden. i am shining underneath. it is my tiny secret.
and u know what, i always know how everyone will look at me. i am empathic like that. i will be thought of as touched in the head. i think i am unique.