Used to just feel a weird sense of impending dread and unease before big seizures, but now my brain just very calmly thinks “Ah, you’re going to die now” with no sense of panic, including me announcing it matter of factly to a friend before sitting on the sofa, pre-lockdown.
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Also once text a producer two sentences that made absolutely no sense whatsoever and only discovered them three weeks later.
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