Second (or maybe third time) in two days. . . I think I'm losing my mind. . . its not quite as bad this time, I'm trying to eat but the fork is just jumping in my hand. . . I lean down and shovel the food into my mouth, I'm breathing a bit. . . I turn on music maybe it will calm me, Pigeonhed- Keep on Keepin On. . . I chew down on the stale
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