29
Sep
Smeared black ink on my hands form my secret drawings or much earlier this morning, drawings of what i really am. I hear a clamor in the hall, being already awake i go to see whats it is about. Miss Ratchet and the black boys seem to be having a but of a scuffle, shes angry with them for some reason. Chief broom is watching too, i think hes been there the whole time. The argument is over and the black boys proceed to try and give Chief a shave, he wont have it.
“Medication time” “Medication time” i hear over the loud speaker. The lot of us get in line to be more or less sedated with the colorful capsules. I figure it takes stomach acid to dissolve them, so i always try and hide them under my tongue, until I’m alone where i spit them out in the garbage. To be honest I’m not sure why they give me these. Why ever it is, I have one today, I wont be falling into the haze of all of the other patients, I’m going to be strong, so what i do best.
Unfortunately i have forgotten to spit the pill out and, well, it has already began to dissolve. Might as well swallow it, not much else i can do. I must have fallen under the chemicals, i have waken to the sound of laughter. Strange, the sound seems strange and new, though its one of the most natural sounds, aside from perhaps breathing. The call the source of the laughter Mr. McMurphy. He appears to me, to be rather dirty. Dirt on his work pants, shirt too. Ah, this is no good, none at all. They’ve got to fix him up, fix him up real nice.
I watch as he interacts with the others in the asylum, his voice it too loud, it sets us all off kilter. What to do. I sit, i wait, not sure to do. There is nothing to do here. I contemplate.. as I gaze under the table of the men playing cards. I see dirt and dust that has collected around the legs of the table. Something needs to be done about this. I crawl under the table and pick up each piece of lint and dirt with my index finger and thumb. I cant stand the mess the these men leave behind. As im under the table i notice that there is a piece of chewed gum. Though i cna only imagine how many germs are crawiling about this gum, i cant help but remove it form its current residence
