'Tis the Season when Reality Crumbles

I was watching a xmas movie on TV when suddenly the screen went utterly, catastrophically mental. Visions of madness.

A mermaid wailing through a foghorn. A woman with a single golden tear rolling down her cheek. Sailors tossed about on the high seas in a biblical storm.

None of it connected or made a lick of sense. A brutal assault on the very fabric of sanity.

I thought for a fleeting, terrifying moment: acid flashback!

Or had I unknowingly ingested some rogue batch of spores?

But then it resolved.

A perfume commercial!

Dragged through a psych ward of psychedelic images just to be sold some fragrance.