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"welcome. so you all know wh---------------
it's all at the bottom of the ocean now. i will forget soon. i can relapse the faces here later.
my fingertips are all pruned up and i'm so far under their non-pruney fingers can't reach me. i suppose being with the seaweed is best.
the seaweed says something and i reach out to touch it but it's a human and the seaweed isn't speaking it's all above the ocean.
----cuse me, ashley! ah, finally, welcome back. in the group we were discussing--------
i'm not underwater but the walls are so much more prominent than they were. please go back.
-----ley! when is your birthday?"
i can't understand tones of voice, but i could guess mr.seaweed is getting impatient. i can't understand people very well, but i could guess mr.seaweed isn't actually seaweed even if i wanted him to be.
it's 11:09. how is it now when i can see the sun so clearly?
"you see, zodiac signs often correlate with how you learn. when is your birthday?"
for the first time my eyes go back into focus and i'm pushing back the walls and i'm pushing back the clock and its 9:57.
"january 15th."