15:02

I don't remember what it feels like to have energy.  Does that sound so weird?  I can't stand up without my eyes being hugged by a million tiny galaxies.  I can't walk up the stairs without sitting down and putting my head between my knees first, otherwise everything goes black.  Even the million tiny galaxies disappear and that is somehow far worse because, for a few moments, I'm blind.  And then everything comes back.  And I walk up the stairs and I count them down.  There are 12 stairs.  And when I'm at the top I hold onto the banister and wait for my breath to come back and for my legs to stop hurting and I feel like I'm going to pass out but that's a good thing because it means I'm not eating.  And because I'm not eating that means I'm losing weight.  And because I'm losing weight that means I'm happy. 

You see, I no longer live in just one world.  I live in my space of a million tiny galaxies and it doesn't matter that I'm not living, that I'm simply existing, because this is my world and I know that in these million tiny galaxies I'm going to be thinner and thinner and thinner until I can simply float like a feather amongst them.  And I too will be just another of those million tiny galaxies.

That is, until, everything goes black.