Smiling

I always saw life so "separately" as if my eyes were mine but belonged to someone else two different pieces to something bigger than myself. They give me a "special perspective" a deep detail into another ones person a specific type of reading i see them in a different version. It's hard to connect to most people when you can read more than you intend everyone acts like they're going to heaven but hell is right around the bend. I wish I could close my eyes so I could be blinded like everyone around me oblivious to details I cue on then act like I'm the one who's crazy. Maybe I am but I'm blessed with this curse! So I'll keep yal smiling while I'm stuck on this earth!