It's- [Cloud fidgets, but stills a bit at Zack's touch. Feels like home.]
...like it's... [He struggles to put words to what exactly the problem is.] There's a...flicker at the edge of everything I think and...and I can't help but look at it, but when I do it goes away. And I think it's- I can't concentrate sometimes, have to keep myself busy. But once I don't have something to focus on, I keep seeing that flicker, and then it whispers and sometimes I agree and sometimes I don't...sometimes I just wish it would be quiet, but it's what I'm thinking. It's not good, not good.
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Date: 2009-01-01 09:02 am (UTC)...like it's... [He struggles to put words to what exactly the problem is.] There's a...flicker at the edge of everything I think and...and I can't help but look at it, but when I do it goes away. And I think it's- I can't concentrate sometimes, have to keep myself busy. But once I don't have something to focus on, I keep seeing that flicker, and then it whispers and sometimes I agree and sometimes I don't...sometimes I just wish it would be quiet, but it's what I'm thinking. It's not good, not good.