Antigrav.

Is my mind really this rusted? Is my life really this dusted?

"I don't know if I am living, or if I'm supposed to be?!"

Cider combs his hair in front of the mirror and gets angry. So angry that his eyes well up with tears. He's got no patience for that, so he

Slaps himself silly.

Clenches his teeth.

Tenses up.

Cider heard some girls talking, and hears their echo inside somewhere.

  "The years just blend together. I can't tell if I cut my hair last month or two years ago. How confusing!"

Cider floats away in antigravity, sad about time. Crying about it. His tears float up into the void. He tries to whistle to distract himself, but sound is gone.☹

Brain in Ditch

Cider is playing Bingo and desperately trying to win.

They are playing frogger in the arcade, and Cider is getting pissed at his lousy reflexes and lack of dextrous fingers. 

He's got hooves. 

4 of them.

Bingo's frog makes it across the road, and Cider freaks. He smashes his hoof into the glass of the monitor, fucking it up pretty bad. 

  "Fuck man, what the fuck?!"

Bingo throws his body back and responds.

Cider gets up in his face,

 

"LAAAAAAAAAMMMMEEEEEEEEEEE"

He whinnies twice.

In walks hot pants half shirt red lips Trish and her posse of mongrel street kids. She gets near Cider and starts breathing and moving her tongue around in her mouth to make the sloppy sound of jelly gelling.

The rapid ticking inside Cider's body begins to slow as he hears this and smells Trish's womanly beach-babe odor.

The beast inside shrinks down to a pea size drop and recedes into Cider's peanut brain to hide until something else goes horribly wrong.

A look of shock remains on Bingo's face. Trish's mouth lays agape. Her hip is out, hand on top.

Sluuurrrrrrppppppp : goes CIder's brain. 

He reaches up to his ear and pulls a fly out. Trish grimaces.

  

"What's going on dad?

a.b.s.o.l.u.t.e.l.y.n.o.t.h.i.n.g.

In the meantime, Cider's alternate reality cousin, Spider, is dancing in a cornfield, shaking his tail around. Carefree. A bullet hits him and he keeps dancing momentarily then falls to the ground, his body convulsing: still dancing. At this point, the earth sucks him in and he is swallowed by infinity.

Back in the arcade Cider's got a beer and Bingo is sad that his daughter has such little respect for him. Trish and co. are long gone.

"Bingo! I've got it!"

Bingo stares.

"Let's get a chicken and cook it and eat it"

"No no no no way…Shut the fuck up, man…you DUMB or somethin'?"

  

"BIngo makwoidk!"

drunk Cider.

"I can'tlkseihgl,k doilkh this!!!"

Cider's brain is in a ditch, so his eyes start welling up with tears.