after nicholas left i started feeling what i’d feel for most of the night, until maybe 2 or 3AM—like i was in an episode of ‘rocko’s modern life’ where rocko is falling down a tunnel and faces of supporting characters keep popping up to say nightmarish catch phrases to him. the bermuda triangle episode. i didn’t feel like this in a negative way, or that the people that were ‘popping up in my tunnel’ were actually nightmarish…just…it was this feeling of out-of-control popping up. a feeling of looking around a lot. kind of like i was just tagged in ‘tag,’ like i was ‘it’ and it seemed like i would probably be outnumbered/swallowed and wouldn’t be able to find another person to tag to make ‘it.’