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i mean if the fugueing isn't literally fugueing that's somewhat less concerning, but personally i once had unexplained tinitus and it turned out to be a brain tumor the size of a golf ball... as for my personal motivation/sense of entitlement, call it 75% general pro-social impulses that say i at least have to try and 25% \"damn it'd suck if he just dropped dead and i never even found out that it happened let alone why.\" nobody likes it when their shows get canceled w/out a finale

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It’s weird, but “sometimes I do chores or talk women into getting naked without really noticing until afterwards” is the kind of patient an early Freudian therapist might have had, and I never really heard that get reinterpreted as Mutter Museum stuff, I think maybe “the integration of my personality” might have been one of those functions I haven’t totally recovered yet

Like I say, it’s been getting better all the time and if I’m ever going to have a complete mental and physical neurological collapse, “in the Pacific Northwest in April 2020, following a brief period of sickness affecting taste and smell” is probably the most explicable context it could happen in

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