Five Somewhat Novel Compulsions I had at one time or another
January 11th, 2003- A morbid fear of closing a cat in a door
- Uncontrollable counting of patterns of four
- Repeatedly listening to “Convoy” by C.W. McCall
- The constant sense that I’d forgotten to wear pants
- Wondering if I was the only human and everyone else was a robot placed here by God or a scientist