There's this guy I ran into, I think I posted about him. Kind of friends / acquiantances. Break of years. Ran into him at the psych, he seemed so sad I gave him an email address to write to.

We've moved beyond him telling me he spent the day at the sheltered workshop, counting toothbrushes.

Where we are now, is longer emails, which have strange bits. And he seems very obviously schizophrenic now. Today he's playing the game where, in an otherwise unremarkable email, he'll say "I started work on the 6/6/2006.666, omen or something?". In the middle of a pargraph, about something completely different.

I'm putting some thought into where to draw the line. Like, I figured he seemed mostly okay, so it'd be like having an infrequent email chat. And I can handle infrequent schizo emails, but this is very near a line I think. I can't keep justifying it as some kind of community service thing where I help someone with their sad, lonely, rantings about sex and religion, and help them gain social skills in the process.