They call it a blessing, but sometimes it feels...it feels as if there's more of a curse.

[Her voice is soft as she leans into her friend, her skin just slightly warm now. Her eyes are wide open, still on the lookout for something that might go bump in the night.]

They say that madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin in my family, a coin that each of us gets. I don't know which side I fall on, heads or tails.