“Here’s the strangeness of having a Tourette’s brain, then: no control in my personal experiment of self. What might be only strangeness must always be auditioned for relegation to the domain of symptom, just as symptoms always push into other domains, demanding the chance to audition for their moment of acuity or relevance, their brief shot – coulda been a contender! – at centrality. Personalityness. There’s a lot of traffic in my head, and it’s two-way.”
