So no one's gonna mention my heart clicking and whirring

I was not hallucinating. No one's paranoid. It was a physical, actual noise, and feeling, in real life. My body was vibrating. I was completely calm. And yeah. "chick click click click click whirrrrrrrrr click.... click.... click...."

No mention?

Okay. 

"Yeah, I better get some sleep for all this paranoia" sure why not. Cool. 

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