This is the floor of the bathroom in my hospital room. While I was on dilaudid, it sometimes shimmered in interesting ways. One night I stumbled in obscenely thirsty. After several sponges worth of water in my mouth, I discovered it was physically possible to drink and swallow. And the water was cold. I wasn’t supposed to do it, but I did it anyway.
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Jonathan: I remember meeting you at the famous cybercultures conference in Seattle (where I met many important people) and you telling me that you were “water cooled.” It must have been so awful for you to go without drinking like that. And that last sentence is great. It could be used in so many contexts.