An in-depth, and let's face it scary, look at how I think and observe the world. I've often been called weird. But what is normal, really? Maybe I'm normal, and all of you are weird.
There's something magical, almost connecting, about
listening to a song on the radio, feeling your lips moving to the lyrics, and
then looking in the rear view mirror to see the lady in the car behind you
singing the same song.
