Several times while walking through Bath over the last few weeks, I've felt the skin on my face rippling like a flag in a stiff breeze. It has taken something of a mental effort to pull my expression back into something resembling human, but should I lose concentration I can feel it peeling back to reveal the whatever-it-is beneath.
Most recently, when striding away from the fruit stall and down past the betting shop, my arms and legs joined in. It was quite a lot like I had lost my footing in this reality and was having to clamber over or through unseen obstacles from a different plane.
I became convinced that I was spidering across a not-path apparently suspended above the paving of Kingsmead Square, all limbs at impossible angles and with a face mostly made of too many eyes and teeth.
Most recently, when striding away from the fruit stall and down past the betting shop, my arms and legs joined in. It was quite a lot like I had lost my footing in this reality and was having to clamber over or through unseen obstacles from a different plane.
I became convinced that I was spidering across a not-path apparently suspended above the paving of Kingsmead Square, all limbs at impossible angles and with a face mostly made of too many eyes and teeth.
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Date: 2016-03-25 02:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-03-25 11:10 pm (UTC)It's interesting and mildly concerning in the same way that migraine-related brain strangeness is. There's always the fear that it's going to be permanent this time.
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Date: 2016-03-26 08:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-03-26 04:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-03-25 11:49 am (UTC)(Dude, that doesn't sound like fun. Hope that stops happening.)
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Date: 2016-03-25 02:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-03-27 12:17 am (UTC)