I Feel People's Emotions

I often find myself pondering the meaning of everything and everyone; at times even life it's self. Thoughts rush into my head taking me over without control.

When I read, my escape is no longer the safe haven it once was. It seems as if when I read I feel exactly what the people in the book are feeling. Their emotions wash over me like a wave it take over every inch of my being.

I stumble upon this recently, when I was reading a book in which the heroines lover died. I would feel her dread and sorrow as if it was my own I could feel her longing, something I hope I will never have to go through again.

Paranoia sweeps through my body taking a firm grip on me and never loosening, when I'm alone. No other book has ever affected me this way, why is this one so different?

Is it a pre cursor to what is to come or possibly a memory from a past life? Maybe I'm just crazy, like an overactive imagination?

Physic, has been a word that has crossed my mind quite often due to recent changes during the past few years. The knowing things before they happen, the extreme sense of déjà vu, knowing what people are feeling; as if I'm feeling them myself, just to name a few.

Among all of these the strangest would be the dreams. Having strange dreams that I cannot make sense of, then watching them unfold in front of me. It's a bitter sweet symphony, a beautiful tragedy. I would love thoughts on this? Comments?