Crazy Periods

Sometimes, I feel a little crazy. Let go on the streets and not quite right in the head. So what if I'm a little off. So what if I talk to myself, a little more often than I actually should. So what if I talk out loud, asking myself questions. And then I answer those questions, often with elongated sentences that rarely tell the truth. People look at me funny, sometimes. Most people just think that I have a cell phone, or at least hope that I do. They hope that I'm talking through these periods of craziness. Actually, I'm just talking to God.