As per usual, I've put some more images from this issue behind a paywall on my Patreon page. These three pages I've posted here try to convey a sense of how I felt and thought during a psychotic episode at my busboy job in late October of 1985.
I tried to convey how the din of the crowd in the busy restaurant that night amplified the chaos going on inside of me.
Write something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview.