I can’t hold coherent thoughts, not in my head, not on paper. Conversations with myself, personal pep talks, leave me speaking of myself in the third person. I know what the jigsaw puzzle is supposed to look like but I cannot figure out the orientation of the pieces.
This is his brain. This is his brain on thesis. Any questions?
as long as you’re brain dead go check out some Vogon poetry, part 1 It could get those corpuscles flowing agin