Subdued To Some Instrument

I can actually feel the subdued emotions from this story.

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We did this thing when we were teenagers, fuck knows why, boredom probably, where one of us would stand against a wall while the others pushed against our sternums or hearts as hard as possible until we passed out. At least I think that’s how it went. I don’t know the science of it, or remember the exact specifics of the standing or pushing.

In any case, we took it in turns, and when it came to mine a few weeks after we first tried it – I never went first with these kind of things, still don’t – I remember being against the wall and then not, and the being against the wall disappeared so completely it was as if it had never existed.

I was on a highway, yellow lines at the side, broken white lines in the middle, and the highway was in the middle of a…

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