reality, two-dimensional

On my way to the library, still focusing on holding things in place, the trees drew script against the sky that was already starting to darken as if someone was pouring ink onto a glass pane. Everywhere now reality started to flatten as if I was crossing pages in a book, not even a stage. I felt frightened. Frightened because I had started the day with great determination and had forced myself to observe and hold all the details in focus but my perception of the environment seemed to be strangely overregulated as if I had exercised too much control, had added too much contrast, too much definition and too much saturation. It almost seemed that my wish to control the situation had actually contributed to the situation spinning ever so slowly out of control.

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