Its been a mad rush. A good rush, one that gives me a high, yet crazy, out of control, like being on a roller coaster and being pushed down a smooth granite mountainside with no brakes, no hand-holds. Just the speed, thrilling yet frightening. Do I make sense? Moments when I need to stop and look. Not just at the world inside my head, but at the myriads of people talking. Try and make sense out of them, let their voices filter in and their faces come into focus.