So I painted my strange dream on canvas… This is my most recurring dream, together with a rose I got from someone very dear to me. My life feels surreal these days; somewhere between waking and sleeping, all the time. As if nothing is really there, everything just drifting in-between here and… not-here. Thinking is hard, I don’t know what I’m doing. I lose time, my watch seems to jump over the hours without me being aware. I’m floating…
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About quantumphysica
My name is QuantumPhysica The Insane, but you can call me QP. I am insane, admitted to a mental hospital in Belgium, and waiting for a decent diagnosis at the moment. Once I was a physics student with goals in life and what more; now I'm simply the patient of Room 93.
Ever wondered what life is like in the psychiatric ward? I'll tell you everything you ever wanted to know...
I am... particularly twitchy of personality. But I also am genuinely interested in everything. There is nothing that doesn't interest me, really. Everything, from quantum computers to fashion and cars to traveling...
I also give advice. On anything. No taboos whatsoever.
And I make lists of things...
We're All Mad Inhere 
Oooohh the eyes on the leaves would creep me out. The dripping blood not so much. Hmmm does this make me somewhat of a serial killer 🙂
Sorry I’m not poking fun at your canvas or dreams. I’m self analysing my initial reaction to it.
I hope time slows down for you. I hate it when time skips past too quickly