A Sickness Like No Other
I AM SICK. THIS SICKNESS I speak of isn’t some incurable disease, like cancer or the common cold. It is beyond that. It’s like, well, let me give you an example.
I was walking down the street one day, and a thought occurred to me that the rubbish bins were conspiring against me. They weren’t talking out loud, but telepathically, and somehow my brain had been transmitted over into their telepathic channel. They were talking about rejecting anything I tried to throw away or tipping over as I walked by. They snickered and snorted, and when I covered my ears and tried to clear my mind they got louder and louder. The laughter penetrated my brain.
Someone touched my shoulder, a youngish looking woman, and said something, but the trashcans were so loud, I didn’t hear w
