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July 28, 2012 - 3:01

For the last two months or so, two "hallucinations" persist. One is sense: the frequent feeling that there is a stray hair that has fallen from my head clinging to my arm or breast plate. The hair is almost never there. The other aural: I find the sound of Liesel's hiss in almost any sound scape, that sound I have begun to associate with the shame of my own short fuse.
Being aware of these constants, I am beginning to see it happen with different sounds and sensations in the last few weeks. For example, I will, very briefly, catch the strains of exaggerated intercourse at school when there are several clusters of conversation going on at once from a short distance. I think this is because my upstairs neighbor often wakes me up with her porn yelps, and it's quite likely that these also work their way into my dreams if they occur while I am sleeping deeply.
Winding back from the grocery store this morning I had a combination of both aural and sensational hallucination.
I walked by an Afghan Hound on the sidewalk, restrained by a leash held by a man. I went out of my way not to let him sniff me, though he wanted to, as I was actually, at that moment, disturbed by his appearance. As I crossed the street, I heard a sound that I thought was the dogs gait, and a warm puff of air that I assumed came from his mouth right near my hand- I thought for a split second that the dog had gotten loose and was walking just behind me. He was, of course, not, and I don't know where such a targeted rush of air came from, though I think the trotting sound came somehow from my paper grocery bag.
In the past I chalked these sorts of hallucinations up to "imagination", but now I tend to think of them as some kind of neurological misfire, indicating that I am probably overstressed or lonely.
Speaking of, did you know loneliness registers as a specific psychologically chemical state, similar to depression.

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