And I realise, she's right. Of course she is. I did feel like this, this same sense of claustrophobia, the rehearsed, silent utternances that will never come to light.

But if these feelings are the same, and I am the constant - I never really was scientific, but I know this much - then it must be me. Slowly, I come to realise that, actually, it may have been me that was at fault all along, as well.

But you've felt this way before, and that worked itself out. It'll be the same this time around.

I can only hope so. Only, how many times will have to come around before it stops?