Haunted, I am. Haunted by visuals.
I have a friend, with whom I am secretly deeply in love. She once told me that sometimes late at night in the summer heat she cools off by climbing in the Jeep, taking down both tops (her's and the Jeep's) and cruising the back roads. That's a visual that will haunt one.
In addition I'm haunted by visuals of women in floppy hats salsa dancing at baseball games, people grilling foods over inappropriate fuels and women with hootchies.
It's overwhelming, I tell you.