At some point in highschool I had small hallucinations where I see a dark figure pass by in edge of my peripheral vision and disappear.
I still think about that. It was daily for like two weeks straight. Multiple times a day sometimes.
The other night, I saw a weird spider on the bathroom mat while I was doing my business. The bathroom was lit only by a night light, so I could barely make it out. It was larger than our usual resident spiders, and writhing around like I had stepped on it and hurt it. I finished, stood up, and turned the light on to see the spider better. It wasn’t there. Apparently, spider hallucinations are common.
Several years ago now, I was talking to my girlfriend at the time about an argument we’d had about a week earlier. She listened for a minute and then said, “We never argued about that, where were we?” I told her we were in my car in my garage. She’d not been to my house up to that point. I realized I had dreamt it, but I completely and fully believed it was a real memory, but it simply could not have been. I freaked out for a few days when I read that people often confuse dreams for real memories. I now question which other of my memories are just past dreams. Why would trust any of my memories now, when any number of them might just be old dreams?
Damn. First this
“So we just pretend there’s no one home in the universe.” “That’s it.”
And then
“[…] Imagine how unbearably, how unutterably cold the universe would be if one were all alone.”
My wad of soggy bacon is telling my mouth to gape wide open and make stupid sounds after reading this
My wad of soggy bacon is very happy
This post made me hungry
EDIT: This is not proof that I’m a zombie
EDIT 2: To clarify, I am a zombie, but it’s my lack of a pulse and my green skin that prove that
