Are somebody listening to me? I have a feeling that I'm ignored by myself. Earlier I could talk to myself or to voices. Voices, you should ask? Yes, fictional voices that inspire me, calm me down. No, I'm not mad, madness is ambiguous concept. I would consired myself a bit silly, but not mad, that's all. The fact that I'm talking to the voices and listen to them aren't making fool from me.
But I, unlike others, can listen to the wind rustling, people's steps and I can hear all I want. Then what's better - be normal, but deaf to world's music or be slighty imbecile (read different), but hear this sounds?
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