Rule Of The Margins: You are being watched, always.
This is what's going on:
a feeling that is getting stronger and stronger, behind my back or down my neck, always goes away when turning around. Is ist a hickup? It's breathing down my neck like a gulity conscience, watching, judging and strictly surveilling everything I do. The feeling reminds me of authority figures from real life, dead ones. Details are personal at this point.
Anyone else? need help (swan need his lover). What do you need?