Alphabeticalobsession and yummywakame shared the same frame of reference today:

“this is what happens when things are disordered:

maybe I should begin with the interview the psychiatrist. the room is small and I feel afraid. I can see him a long way off as if im looking the wrong way down a telescope.
‘would you like to tell me what happened?’
(don’t answer it’s a trick question)
‘quid? what is going on?’
I want to know the correct response, the words which will get me out of here but I don’t know the script. The telescope is getting longer, I can hardly see his face.
I say: ‘I want to know if you and I are in the same world, how I can connect with you. maybe I made you up, maybe you inhabit one world and I another, how can I know the truth?’”