I turned on the telly and closed off my mind, switching channels whenever the thoughts came close to getting me. I wished there was some kind of remote control for my brain, that I could turn it off in the same way that I could turn off the telly. It would be so nice just to press the off switch and immediately empty my mind of all its thoughts. Leave a blank screen where the nightmares used to be. I turned the remote to my forehead and pressed the off button. ‘Beep,’ I said. But nothing else happened.
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