Up remains up, and down remains down, but since you have become reversed everything else to you is reversed, so if you hang upside down, hot snow falls up, winter is in August, and cats have puppies.
How many roads must a man walk down before you can call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail? Before she sleeps in the sand? The answer my friend is blowing in the wind. The answer is blowing in the wind.
But seriously. How many roads?
To the well organized mind, death is but the Next Great Adventure.
-Albus Dumbledore *Voldemort you ass*
