[Huffing out a breath, Avery pushes her sunglasses up her forehead, rolling her neck so she can see the line of Sara's thigh.] Some people can see like, a million more colours than pathetic normal humans can. Go ask them how they associate words with those colours.
Maybe we're just labeling concepts to make them easier to talk about. Maybe you're full of shit.
And what if colorblindness is psychological instead of physical? What if some people just never mentally processed what the difference between red and green, and we think it's an issue with their eyes?
I'll be honest, most of it is a blur. The main thing I remember is being really freaked out because I thought the trees were all covered in human skin instead of bark, and it was just constantly peeling off in chunks.
I was inside, Avery. The trees were a wallpaper pattern.
I wish it was that simple. The wallpaper had vertical green stripes. I thought the stripes were trees. I thought those trees were made of skin. It was like an awful hallucination on top of a nice hallucination.
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Maybe we're just labeling concepts to make them easier to talk about. Maybe you're full of shit.
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You're drunk.
Go home.
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I am not drunk. I am high as shit.
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I was inside, Avery. The trees were a wallpaper pattern.
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[Heh. Heh.]
Well.
I don't think anyone would blame you for thinking wallpaper was made of human skin. Some of that shit feels grody as hell.
[Snicker.]
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