chasing waterfalls.

life is slowly but surely becoming stranger and stranger.
more exciting sure, but also resembling a Palahniuk novel.
I pass out for whatever reason at least once a week. I come to in strange places around my house that I don't remember going to at strange times throughout the day.
I'm guessing it's from the low blood pressure but I can't be too sure.
But I feel almost.. clean in a sense when it happens.
I'm having flashbacks from 2000-2001. But only in that time period. Never before or after. Like there is something that my brain wants me to remember but I just keep repressing it. I'll remember certain things that I ate, or things that someone said, even entire days but when I feel like I'm understanding why, everything stops. and it's back to reality.