@terribleFate — #cw-horror
Every morning, the seam feels tighter. Cranial pressure is a polite way to describe it. I have started calling it weather. However, weather usually happens outside. When someone asks how I am, I say improved. An answer arrives before I have chosen one. Even my mouth seems briefed ahead of me. None of the briefings mention who wrote them. For example, I told the mediculler I slept well. I did not sleep. My hands were folded neatly all night. It sounded better than saying that. Until he asked what I dreamed about. One was supplied immediately. Another followed when ...Read more
I keep being told that I said things I do not remember saying. That is probably normal now. I asked the mediculler if the pan does that after too much work. He said yes, but he used more words than that. I did not like the words. They made a shape I could recognize, but not hold. Like wet paper. You pick it up, and it becomes smaller and worse. I asked what it meant when I remembered the wrong thing. He asked me what I meant by wrong. That was not helpful. I remember eating this morning. I remember it clearly. There was a bowl. There was a spoon. I set both of them beside the ablution trap bec...Read more