INTERFERENCE

I’ve been in this jar for decades. I have no notion of time. As my head floats, I am in a state of ecstasy. All my senses are heightened and fulfilled. My reality can be anything I chose. Space and time are no obstacle to my whims. Everything smells good, everything is delicious, everything is delightful. My hair and makeup are always perfect. I feel excited yet relaxed. 

Suddenly, wires cross. A mousse had been chewing around. My neuroreceptors will be burnt out in seconds. That’s what I call interference.