This is how it begins

I am quietly fascinated.
This is how it begins.
For the first time I can see the very beginnings of it.
The sense of detachment.
Surrealism.
Fragmented moments, grabs of seconds and minutes.
The rhythm of life breaking up in jarring jolts.
I wonder if it’s the meds.
I wonder how that changes things.

Psych on the 21st.
Let’s hope I last until then this time.