Where the fuck am I?
I really don't think I'm in my room anymore.
I can hear some kind of beeping.
Consistent, constant, kind of annoying the fuck out of me.
It's like when my brother Neil used to sit on the floor at the
edge of my bed at three in the morning when we were kids,
making soft beeping noises in my ear as I slept. That'
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