Good evening Lovelies
"Do
you know what is the most important? Do not panic." I said to myself while
I was reaching for a glass filled with my favorite juice. The evening was
really fostering. Sun was slowly going down and it let the huge wave of suppressing
thoughts came through my head with the strength
of a typhoon, shake the skull
and fall to the bottom, leaving on the surface one, and only one thought
slowly drifting and who wouldn’t let me forget about themselves. 6:00
pm.
Hornet with a size of my thumb sat down on the chair in the front of my
and, I
swear, he was steering at me. He was doing this for so long, that
finally in my
floating brain an information came out, that
this deadly creature is right next to me. That was the moment,
when was a circuit in my hand, and my body started moving in every
direction, just to
safe myself from it. The beast is gone. Survivor. 6:45 pm. Eating a salt
chips with
one, and crackers with the other hand I was started thinking, how many
times in
my life I was paranoid. How
many times I
was washing my hands, even though the only thing I was doing for all
day, is
switching rooms with a floating t-shirt on me. How many times I was
checking
mirrors in my car, even though I am the only person, who is driving.
And,
finally, how many times I was finding myself in those kind of situation,
that
you can’t get out with no help. Paranoia. Last sunshine of the June sun
fell
into my eyes. 10:23 pm. I spent four hours on this plastic chair with,
now
empty, glass wondering about paranoia. I became paranoid thinking about
paranoia. Wave gathered and with the same strength he went back where he
came
from, leaving behind nothing, but a havoc. I slipped out of the chair.
Shiver
came through my body recalling about a passing day. I grabbed my glass,
left
behind a hornet and closed the door with a sound of an unfinished
reflections smashed all over the jamb, desperatly tring to recall.
Always Yours, H.
