Yeah, so, my ear is still making the weird rumbling noise. It’s now roughly in time with my heartbeat, which is ultra annoying.
I’m wondering now if it’s really goo, or maybe there’s something else going on here.
If there really are creatures living inside my ear, what should I name them? We have been very, very close over the last couple of days. It doesn’t seem right not to have a proper name to call them by.
Maybe there is an entire society living in my ear. Cute little towns stuck in my earwax. Farming ear mites. The little people can hear my thoughts. My corrupting influence leads them to violence and war. And then the rumbling sound stops. Forever.
Maybe I should stick a q-tip up there and jiggle it around a bit.
Mayhaps I shall go Van Gogh on this ear. That’ll learn it.
It’s the sound of my brain trying to escape. I just know it.
I’m probably just coming down with a cold and should chill out about worrying about the goo in my skull.