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Can't call myself a regular person. Never was. Don't think so. Then again... Everyone's weird on some level. What they all say, right? Average is a calculation not a fact. A hundred different dimensions we can be weird in. So what if this all introduces a new one?

Spent a whole lot of time by myself as a kid. Couldn't reach out much. Never had the chance. Got friends these days, though... Couldn't get through this without them. Sure, things aren't bad. Seeing everything... getting to know everything. But it doesn't mean it's not tiring. A head full of light that keeps spinning and shining... really gets to a guy, huh.

Wouldn't change it. Not a chance like this. Got to make the best of it.

That or go crazy.