The Death Of Small Creatures (2015) - Plot & Excerpts
I drank it in a travel mug all day at work the other day. Made me high and loopy, but I still made it through the workday. I take such a large amount now because I need that much for it to have any effect. That’s 600 mg of DXM each night, and now in the days too. I’ll have to start keeping track. I pray for an overdose now, that I will just go to sleep, but I will sleep so deeply my heart will stop and I won’t wake up. I think I’m flirting with this quite seriously now. My encounters with all this DXM, combined with lithium, Zoloft and clonazepam are flirtatious to the point of being perilous. I check my pulse throughout the night, cannot tell if it’s beating too quickly or if it’s beating too slowly. My perception is distorted. I think I may be imagining a pulse when there is none. The vessels and veins beneath my skin become dark, almost purple. I noticed this the other day—my legs and arms. When I push down on my skin, anywhere, a pure white spot appears from the pressure of my thumb, then it slowly goes away and after about twenty seconds those purple vessels come back.
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