To Anyone who is SANE:
Because, apparently, I am not. I mean, it's not every day when you write to dead people, and they write back. Though, not everyone is dead, just younger than I am, and they should be older. And then there's the year problem.
Bloody hell. I'm making no sense at all. It's a bit like taking a hallucinogen actually, but this is turning into a bad trip quickly.
I digress. If someone with a lick of sense sees this, if you see me wondering around aimlessly babbling like a bloody fool, stop and slap me.