I’m not sure what you’ve heard about me or what my sister might have told you, but I am not crazy. 

Sure, I might have invaded Sixam and begged aliens to make me one of them until they exiled me from the planet this one time. Then there’s that time I drank about 20 coffees and stayed up for so long that I started seeing things that weren’t really there, but that’s besides the point! 

My sister is a shut-in who reads and writes books all day instead of going out and really experiencing life. I had to beg and plead her to come out with me today to gather stuff to sell. I tell her what she’s missing out on everyday, but she just ignores me! She’s the crazy one!