"A Feeling of Abnormal Meaningfulness"

Like I needed another psychiatric disorder.

It began with time.

With my watch, with my phone, with the clock on my laptop.

One day, I began to notice with blood-quickening dread that whenever I looked at the clock, it was always 9:11.

There were other times over the course of the day, of course - less meaningful, less fraught - but it seemed like every 9:11, twice a day, every day, I happened to l…