Once, and only once, I allowed myself to sample something from a market that I knew was going to cause havoc in my little grey cells.1
I remember standing in a room that was far too small to hold as many people as were there.2
I remember the sun quite clearly setting through the French windows.3
I remember wearing a suit for the first time in my life. I knew that it was not my suit. I could barely believe that I had donned it.4
I looked like all the other penguins in the room.5
Perhaps "penguins" was a bit harsh.6
Middle-aged men in adult diapers lying on the floor. Someone had brought along the Johnson and Johnson's.7
I looked at the sun outside and it was red in the middle, and yellow only at the very outer rims. Sickly.8
As we drove back home through the black and white town, not a dove to be seen, I was still trying to figure it all out.
