Note

Parts of this blog have been fictionalized. 9. As it was created through the halls of the mind in the grasp of psychosis.

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Shower

THe voices told me I was going to die in the hospital. a. Over and over again.

The shower room at Stanford. a. 3.

Just right outside of my doorway. d.

I was going to die in it, somehow, someway.

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