bluh trauma

Sometimes I worry that I unwittingly permanently changed some nasal stronghold area when I was two and shoved the cucumber shavings up my nose so far we had to go to the doctor to remove them. (It was hot and they felt refreshing. What?) I say this because it's itching inside my head. Again. And what if I don't have allergies but a freak colony of parasites first drawn to the site ("Come, homestead in my head. It's dark and moist and full of wonders!") by decaying cucumber seeds. What if my nasal cavity is their space station? This would explain a lot, particularly the magnetic pull and lack of gravity inside my mouth. (It's okay. I make up for it with the gravity of what comes out of it: "Smile while you can. Later you'll find out the reason it rains really does have something to do with you. And how." "Most of humanity was probably conceived in selfish fucks." "Remember Ozymandias?") And the small orbiting stones.