Shaking his head with a chuckle, he leans forward.
"I don't believe so.. or maybe it is.. all I know is that there's this feeling, like a tugging, pulling me around. Like someone has tied a string to my soul, and is using that string to lead me somewhere, but not telling me where it is I'm supposed to be going."
He pops one of the marshmallows into his mouth, eating it quickly while he tries to find a way to make it understood, this feeling.
"The worst is the feeling that if this string were ever cut, I'd fall."