I had to lay off that shit...I always got paranoid the Panopticon was looking at me so I'd run in the bathroom. But then I'd see the mirror and wonder how I was ever able to reconcile the notion of my seemingly fragmented body with the wholeness of the image in front of me. Then I'd get paranoid that the image in front of me was somehow more real than I was.
Bottom line: grad school takes the fun out of getting high.
I had to lay off that shit...I always got paranoid the Panopticon was looking at me so I'd run in the bathroom. But then I'd see the mirror and wonder how I was ever able to reconcile the notion of my seemingly fragmented body with the wholeness of the image in front of me. Then I'd get paranoid that the image in front of me was somehow more real than I was.
ReplyDeleteBottom line: grad school takes the fun out of getting high.
This is way beyond my thought processes!!!
ReplyDeleteLove ya Sarah!