a sudden rush of concious. feels like i'm a huge circuit, from my skin
to my nörons. feels a lot of pain. feels most awake.
empty ceiling. not get used to look at.
someone says something.
"can you handle that?"
...
no.
...
"then close your eyes. return to your illusions, your imagination life.
routine. wake up as you did every morning and keep asking questions.
like
you will do every day."
..............
"do you need to shave?"
no i don't have to cut them today. pass.
maybe tomorrow..
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