Om

This world is crazy sometimes.
I'm trying to figure it out.

I met a woman who's a year older than me, 20, a little more than 7 weeks ago.
It's so incredibly strange....

I met her- I'd seen her at the place before, but we met and talked for a couple hours...
Evidently her mind was/is a little messed up due to drugs...
but I wouldn't say she's not all there. In fact we had mostly normal conversations. She's completely harmless but when she speaks, she'll often speak nonsense, talking about numbers or words randomly.

But, at first I didn't really notice.
God the whole thing is the strangest thing. She asked me for a pen and then sat down next to me; she was writing notes, and then she asked me to write something, whatever came to mind, so I wrote a quote by Nietzsche or something. "Friendships are made by shared joys, and not shared sufferings," or a similar wording- so we got to talking, and it wasn't an entirely normal conversation, but then what one is? And one thing she was talking about which was abnormal was 'mind-****.' She said someone had given her a mind-**** and that her mind was now a cluster ****. I wasn't thinking anything about this, really, though, I was just talking to her, and I was wholly absorbed, because for one, she seemed to like me and two, when she smiled it was a very beautiful smile, and the veins on her forehead showed great intelligence...
She recited a Shakespearean sonnet that completely blew me away, as I've never appreciated the beauty of that poet's sonnets in anything near to what she showed with her voice. I can't describe it all!

I saw her again three days later. When she'd left she gave me her notes...just some different stuff, I don't know...

One night two nights after I met her for the first time I was sleeping outside- don't ask me why...though I slept inside that night, and the next night I went about 48 hours without eating, and slept outside all night, wandered around, meditating and experiencing the most amazing experience of my life. The next day I met her again, a friend and I were driving and we picked her up and went to another's house.

She gave me her number then...
we've been in correspondence. She was in a psyche-ward for 8 24-hour periods, and now she's on various drugs. She moved to another state, her parents took her back home. She wants to go to school in January, but she doesn't know what will happen.

I won't say that because they kept her for 8 days in the ward means anything per se, because they wouldn't let me out for 7 days and I know how awful that is. Yet she needs help.

Something about vulnerability: she is the most open person I've ever met. She's got a great intelligence. Talking to other people, they say she wasn't always this way...
anyway I know she's so vulnerable... I understand it because I'm the same way.

I don't know! I don't know!