Sometimes, I worry about myself.

It’s 2:22 am, and I’m sat outside in our campus garden, snuggled into a nook in a tree. I’m also wearing my cape which is providing minimal protection from the cold. As a result of all of this, I’m having an absolutely wonderful time. 

I take it back, I don’t worry, I’m just happy that I can do things like this and feel nothing but euphoric. I might be crazy, but I am also a wizard.