I keep hearing voices

Every time I went somewhere, to the drugstore or just for a walk, I thought I was going crazy.

I heard people talking to me.

The guy carting his luggage across the parking lot into the hotel, the woman in the next booth at Denny's, the kids passing me on the sidewalk; every one of them had something to say to me.

Things like "Isn't it a gorgeous day," or "How are you today, sir?"

I'm back in Virginia.