That night I saw Vietnamese communists hiding in sinks but somehow appearing real size, like as if the whole size-ratio was completely muddled up. It is so hard to explain once sober because things that are not physically possible and cannot happen in real life seem perfectly normal. I remember trying to get out of my house after having an argument with my sofa, banging on the door only to zone back in to me banging on the bedroom wall, on the other side of the house.
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