For the last month, I've been dreaming of people, of conversations, dialogs. My dreams are usually void of verbal communication, so this results in perpetual unsureness in actual conversation, as I struggle to differentiate between the bilateral (reality) and unilateral (dream) recollections, and not sound crazy-or worse, flaky.

I must be more than halfway through my life. I experience déjà vu a lot; and up until a few years ago, the instances were unfamiliar... but now, they are nearly all familiar: they are reflecting back to those instances in earlier years. I'll see something, and instantly remember where I was when I saw it the first time... in high school, in South