Besides that I've had a real nice time here.
There isn't anything wrong at the moment, which gives me pause. How could it be like this today? Was there something I did differently this morning? I don't think this will last. In fact, I'm counting on it. I really want this to be the new normal. I really do. Most of the time the fingers crawl in my head. They squirm and leech my thoughts and memories. I think there's something wrong with me.
But there isn't. I've been checked. I've gone many different places and all the blood work, scans and pinpricks from various gauge needles come back with nothing. There is nothing there. What am I supposed to do about it? I can't think straight anymore. I can't sleep through the night. I haven't had a moment's peace is three years. I can't do this anymore. I don't want to do this anymore.