In my own words
<center>The surprise for me is that I can remember exactly what losing my mind was like. It's tangible to me, it's a taste in my mouth. And even more surprisingly, I think I'm able to describe it.<br>
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Imagine a tone of voice. The tone is sort of dreary. But it's also despairing and frustrated. If the tone was matched to a voice, it would be the nasal voice of a boring man, intoning his despair weakly: <i>Oh no, no, God, oh dear, oh, no...</i> But forget about what the voice is saying - it's the tone that's important. Dreary, despairing, frustrated, pathetic, and quite loud. So take that loud tone and make it ingredient number one.<br>
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Second ingredient, very straightforward: fear. Jittery, panicky. Something that you think wouldn't coexist with the dreary tone, but does. Quivering, cold, biting, fear.<br>
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The third and final ingredient, also straightforward: random words. Random words, strung together. Strings |
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