A couple of years back, I began noticing something strange whenever I'd drive along a particular stretch of road. It's a fairly long stretch because it's the main highway that goes right through the town.
I noticed a strange pattern as I drove along at night ... a number of large highway lights on my side of the road would blink out just as I drove under them. Once I noticed it, I began to take more and more notice of the incidences.
"Am I going nuts?" I began to think. "If I acknowledge that those lights are going out when I drive under them does that mean that I'm going crazy because it's not really happening; or because I have some kind of God complex and think I have the power to do that; or I'm going whacko because it's actually not really happening in the first place?"
This went on for several months, and I told myself, "Just ignore it, it's not happening."
Somehow I thought if I ignored it, I would somehow retain my sanity. Was I really crazy because I was denying I was going crazy, or was it really happening?
Fortunately a newspaper article appeared in the local paper that acknowledged that what I was experiencing was not just limited to myself. The lights were indeed going out as traffic passed by. I heaved a sigh of relief, thankful to retain my sanity.
Isn't it funny that I thought that by ignoring it I would somehow stop from turning into a crazy loon, which in itself kind of suggests otherwise. I spoke to a counsellor friend of mine and we had a good laugh together about my reaction.
To be honest, if I was going to go crazy, I would have preferred that the lights went ON as I drove past. That to me would have been a positive reaction, more in line with my own personality.
When I was 18 and going to University I can recall watching a mini-series on television with my next-door neighbour. It only went for a couple of weeks and was based on Stephen King's novel "Salem's Lot" and starred David Soul.