Am I Crazy?

The professional and calm psychologist adjusted his funeral attire and began to ask about my symptoms. Walking into that familiar Hot Pot Restaurant, the waiter greeted me enthusiastically with a smile revealing his teeth. The picked-up class beauty would crawl backwards in the darkness, sleepwalking elegantly. On the day the moon’s rotation occurred, I saw scarlet gazes falling, a Vertical Eye gazing upon the human world. Amidst this chaotic dance of demons, Xin Nan gazed at the bewildered shadows behind the Crowd and smiled calmly: “So, may I ask, am I a little Something Wrong?”