epicito

I'd have to say that it truly started when I looked in the mirror. I looked in the mirror and I was hissing at the mirror and then my face transformed, my teeth seemed to sharpen and I looked like a vampire. I then became somewhat frightened of my reflection.

I seemed to be able to shift my mood easily. If I wanted, when I wanted, I could be happy or sad or frightened.

I couldn't make up my mind to either stay in my room or come out to the living room. I'd come out to the living room and start watching t.v.

When I wasn't looking directly at the mirror figures seemed to pass by in the mirror, the form never appeared in front of the mirror.

My thought process was moving at a very fast pace. When I was watching the t.v the people's faces were real distorted. The whole body looked as though it was somewhat animated and it looked like it was in front of a photographic background.

If I looked long enough out the window, figures and colors would form my Uncle Steve's face.

I was writing and drawing also. I looked as though the ink from the pen was just spilling onto the paper. The figures that I drew seemed to become an actual physical form.

At one time I looked at the t.v and saw the weatherman. When I saw him I thought he had just been sitting next to me.

When I ate it felt like I wasn't chewing but when I swallowed it felt like I was swallowing rocks.

Shadows seemed to jump out in front of me and they seemed to be lurking behind me and around all the corners.

The curtains looked like smoke.

Once, when I reached for a bowl it moved across the table. I constantly kept thinking that I may be stuck in this state of mind.

When I started listening to music, I knew who I was listening to but I could not make any of it out, it just seemed like blurred noise. When I moved my arms to the music they seemed weightless. At times when I was standing, I felt like I was so light I was going to fall over.

I called Shelby and don't really remember what I was talking about.

Then I fell asleep.