Nov 28, 2011 21:16
[Tosh looks worn out and a little bit wary, not unlike many other residents] Five years of hallucinations - of imagining a life for myself instead of being locked in an asylum for the criminally insane. They told me that Jack was a figment of my imagination - that everybody was.
I don't know why I would imagine- [she stops herself just in time] Well. There's a lot of things that don't make sense.
Like imagining being in love with someone who barely even notices you exist.
It seems like this is another trick of the animus, though, judging by others' experiences. [wryly] Out of everything that's happened so far, I think I liked being a mermaid the best. It was the least traumatic, anyway.
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