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The whole world is a little bit off-kilter, like we're on some vast inflatable raft and it's slipped its moorings and is drifting. I feel a little like I've had too much to drink and a little like the floor has changed position without telling me and a little like there's too much in the world to look at and I keep getting confused. It's the little things that are the weirdest, like forgetting where apostrophes go and calling them commas by accident. And forgetting that you've made tea until you see it and wondering if maybe someone else made it only it's in your cup and you're the only one who uses it. And I can do the complicated things, like remembering where the website is with the free Beethoven, but walking befuddles me. I should be lying down but it's boring and I keep getting distracted by the little dancing specks in the air when it's dark. I can read, only I'm not sure I'm taking it in and I might have to read it again tomorrow.

I don't think I'm very well.