Today I will go into the world. And I will make myself as one of them. Though I can hardly believe that any are even like it. I will sit there and I will be totally out of place. And to survive I will work on my mind as I have worked on others in my time of influence. And I will get through. I will even get myself to feel at home. And I must. It is the only way I will endure and get through.
And then when the time has come and the place has let out, I will close the door to my car, and I will sigh for having made it another day. And then I will begin to shake the hypnosis off of me. And at some hour before the day has ended, and before I go once more. I will sit with my being, and truth will comfort me for a time.