Have you ever wondered, well I have, about how when I say, say red for example there’s no way of knowing if red means the same thing in your head as red means in my head when someone says red. And how if we are travelling at almost the speed of light, and we’re holding a light, that light should still travel away from us at the full speed of light, which seems right in a way but I’m trying to say, I’m not sure, but I wonder if inside my head, I’m just a bit different than some of my friends, these answers that come into my mind unbidden..these stories delivered to me fully written..and when everyone shouts like they seem to like shouting, the noise in my head gets incredible loud, and I just wish they’d stop, my dad and my mum, and the telly, and the stories would stop for just once, and I’m sorry, I’m not quite explaining it right, but the noise becomes anger and the anger is light. And the anger inside me would usually fade, but it isn’t today, and the heat and the shouting, and my heart is pounding, and my eyes are burning, and suddenly..everything..everything is…. Quiet. Like silence..but not really silent.