The weird out-of-body out-of-control feeling continues…


There’s a sensory shortfall… I can’t quite see and I can’t quite hear…


The air feels thick as I walk through it.


I watch my hands draw. I watch my pencil binding those ever tighter lines, constricting and strangling the alien paint clouds.

I feel like something is trying to catch up with me and I can’t run away.


But there’s also a sense of shrouded optimism… if I can just get through this bit, just hang on a bit longer… it’ll be ok


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