Dancing to Sinatra ballads with orange and blue plaid elephants
Suddenly fluency in dead languages (Sanskrit mostly)
Dreams of flying
Walking with a tilt
Thinking I’m walking with a tilt when really I’m upright and the world has tilted
Understanding Dostoevsky’s work
Refuting Nietzsche, adamantly, while wearing clothing upside down and backwards
Voices telling me to buy more spray cheese
Sudden infatuation with sprinkler heads
Driving in a zig zaggy manner
Attempts to capture the many bats flying around the office (but not in that “Fear and Loathing kind of way)
Ability to converse with refrigerator
Ability to burp in three part harmony
These are but a few of the side effects experienced that were not printed on the back of the Robitussin Bottle. Maximum strength.
***Yes, I managed to get sick again. That’s twice in two months. I’m mostly over it but can’t stop coughing. I’ve decided that Robitussin is evil and shouldn’t be sold over the counter.
I have to stop riding the pink dragon. It’s altering my mind.
In a conversation with The Good Man, I ticked off the list of things to watch out for (as in, a bad reaction to the ‘Tussin). Aberrant behavior, moodiness, blackouts, etc. He replied, “How would I tell any of this apart from your everyday life?”
That is not a good sign.