DEAR DOCTOR - A MESSAGE FROM ALAN TATE

Dear Doctor,

I've been having sleepless nights, its affecting my home life, my work life
and i'm close to a breakdown i think.

It all started with a voice inside my head, it keeps repeating "november seven, november seven"
I dont know how it started but it like a severe attack of tititis.

And the visions. Oh the visions. I was in the Netto megastore in Swansea the other day and this
blur flew past me, a bit like a surreal blob of blue paint. Zipping past, again and again and again.

All the time the voices:

"november seven, november seven,"

Then WHIZZZZZZZZ - flying past me again. I ran out of Netto as fast as my legs could carry me
but the blue blur flew past me in a flash, i felt i was standing still, my feet encased in concrete!

I got to the car and somebody had painted CB all over the car, it was everywhere, i screamed..
I rubbed my eyes and the marks were gone....

Now... I can be in the kitchen, pouring myself a bowl of 'Albino Munch' cereal, i'll turn round for the
milk, turn back a split second later and the bowl will be at the far end of the room... and all the time
"november seven november seven".... and the blue blur mocking me moaning "tooooo slooooooowww"

Help me Doctor, please. Help me!

Albino munch