Normal..?

I wonder if before the psychosis, I thought about you as much as I seem to write about you.

It’s normal, healthy to express yourself, but should I be giving it this much thought?

I wonder.

I’m certain I thought about you enough.

Remember that piece of mail I sent you and you sent it back? With the art work, and the writing? And then, I can’t remember if I made that with my mind virus or without it.

Ah well.