Do you remember that trick we used to play on each other as kids? The one where you grasp your friend's wrist and squeeze it really tight until the blood drains out? There was probably some incantation that went along with it that I can't remember. Ultimately, though, you'd let go and watch the blood rush back in while you friend felt the sensation of it in his hand.
That's what "7!" feels like. Blood returning. Thoughts returning. Creativity returning. Command of speech and thought patterns. Sleep. Feeling human.
Maybe the light at the end of the tunnel isn't' a train after all.
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