| I saw a mouse run across the living room floor the other night, and now I keep hallucinating it. Every time something moves, I think it's the mouse. Every reflection I see out of the corner of my eye is the mouse. I liked it better when I was imagining cockroaches. I am sick right now. I feel like my lungs are being pulled out with a fishook. Actually, it's like it was when I had mono. I didn't even take a shower today. I smell like brisket. |
