The piece seems to be a late-night journal entry, indicated
by the psychiatrist’s instructions for Caitlyn to write down her anxious
thoughts without inhibition, but without the formatting of a journal entry
(with the date), it simply reads like a stream of consciousness without the
single block of text. Caitlyn’s description of the process makes for a great
meta-fictive piece, however. If she
disregards punctuation and capitalization, I’d expect her to ignore traditional
paragraph breaks as well. The cyclical
repetition of the hole in Caitlyn’s work pants, Mr. Garside’s spit and
bullshit, and the Psychiatrist’s fruitless reminders are amusing.
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