history repeats itself.

[riotmachine]

 You're a deja vu.

Nostalgia is a dizzying feeling; like some emotional vertigo.  Sleepwalking in memories, half the time I am expectant to hear ranting about the amygdala, or your progression on your medical experimentation with rat brains.  I'm terrified what I'll feel if you show up in a Donnie Darko-esque skeleton hoodie, grab my hand and dare me to venture in the dark.
 

You're not them, but you could be.  No, you're a better person than they were.  I can't shake off the feeling of familiarity where  there is none.  I feel like I know you, intimately, and I keep lying to myself to feel better.  I'm crazy, I say.  I'm crazy, and it makes me feel better.  I'm crazy. Off my rocker. I am seeing only what I want to see. I'm crazy.
 

But.. you are still the better person, and that's what makes this so hard.