The horror-movie nightmare I had this morning offered two indelible images: ugly, yellow-green wallpaper which appeared to have the shape of people’s faces in it; and a waxy, organ-like substance dripping from the ceiling onto the bed I was in.

Author: Bix

The unsupported use case of a mediocre, autistic midlife in St. Johns, Oregon —now with added global pandemic.

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