Every day for the last month, I have hypnotized myself. In this state, I am unable to open my eyes — the harder I try, the heavier they get—and so, I relax into submission. Then, step by step, I descend an imaginary staircase into the dark basement of my subconscious. My limbs and thoughts become sluggish and the rest of the world fades to a distant memory.
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