Whenever I see someone shouting on the road, talking to imaginary characters and believing that someone is listening to them and understanding... I wanna ask that person.. can you hug me and transfer all your courage to me? So that I can show my madness to the world and shout out loud that we are the same? How long one can act normal when he/she has endless potentials to become extraordinarily mad! We both have imaginary characters around us. We don't feel lonely when we are alone and we are often alone in a crowd. Most of all we both have the same impossible dream of being understood. Hug me and transfer your guts; let me show the world how wonderfully I acted normal all these years....
