the brain — an apparatus with which we think we think.


torn by fear
November 9, 2008, 12:45 am
Filed under: daily occurrences

today, i went for an endoscopy. the doctor stuck a tube, with a camera on its end, from my nose into my throat and wiggled it around to view my throat. why? because i think i might have swallowed a fish bone;
turns out it was paranoia at play.

still, there’s a nagging discomfort.


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