Day 4: Brainwave Interference

Miss Nurse told me that my re-fab did not go as planned.

I’m chagrinned.

But I don’t know why.

I guess you always hope for more.

It’s something about my brainwaves.

Maybe I can help them get better.

I mean they’re my brainwaves, right?

Or are they? Whose brainwaves do you think they could be?

It’s probably brainwave interference from the room next door.