NeuroSwitch: Day 2
I was overconfident yesterday, there’s much work ahead.
I’m exhausted, claustrophobic, not capable of objectively writing about the situation. I mentioned the claustrophobia to someone who I thought would understand. She said, “well, that’s better than agoraphobic.” I assume it was a joke, but it hurt spectacularly. I guess I didn’t expect another wanderer of dark places to kick me in mine. I just don’t think my drowning is funny, nobody’s drowning is funny to me.
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