Well...the first time it happened was about a year ago. I was having a normal day, no hallucinations or anything. And then the next day I opened my closet and saw my pillow wrapped in clothes. I remember doing it, with a determination actually. It seemed logical thing to do. But why I did it? I have no idea.

Someday I found my hat and my Piglet on the pet room's floor. I remember I did it because the hat has a black stripe and the Piglet's shadow was black and I had to get rid of them, but I just can't see a logic there anymore. What was wrong with black? I don't understand. This was the only time I remembered a bit of why I did it (black) but other times -blank.

...Suomi rulaa!