Paranoia

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.