Knee-jerk
The hairs on my back was standing on ends, I shivered. It wasn't the cold that was bothering me considering it was 33 degrees outside. The fan was turning its face and circulating the air inside my room. All was quiet except for the music blaring from my speakers. I stared at my screen as the numbness consumed my innermost thoughts.
My stomach growled but I ignored it. Maybe later I'll make something for myself and some tea.
Tea, lovely tea. One of the few things that kept me sane when my brain decides to pitch a tent and ignore everything. I had work to do. It was becoming a chore but I knew that I could finish it all within a span of an hour if I just didn't get distracted by the internet. The inside of my head keeps churning out information I didn't really need, or telling me things I needed to do or wanted to do or had to put into my diary, which in this instant was sprawled on my table. It was getting dark and I needed to get off my arse to turn on the light.
I'm hungry, I thought. Light, then food and tea.
Hmmm, tea. And wasabe covered peanuts.
I remembered that my hair had stood on ends just a moment ago and my mind slipped into wondering why. Who missed me? Who was muttering my name? What were they thinking that made me pop up in their mind? Ah, questions that could never be answered but I had asked anyway. The cogs in my head spin and meandered to the thoughts of someone.
Get out of my head, I have no time for you. The thought so violently jerked. I didn't think my reaction to his name would be so swift and cutting.
My stomach growled but I ignored it. Maybe later I'll make something for myself and some tea.
Tea, lovely tea. One of the few things that kept me sane when my brain decides to pitch a tent and ignore everything. I had work to do. It was becoming a chore but I knew that I could finish it all within a span of an hour if I just didn't get distracted by the internet. The inside of my head keeps churning out information I didn't really need, or telling me things I needed to do or wanted to do or had to put into my diary, which in this instant was sprawled on my table. It was getting dark and I needed to get off my arse to turn on the light.
I'm hungry, I thought. Light, then food and tea.
Hmmm, tea. And wasabe covered peanuts.
I remembered that my hair had stood on ends just a moment ago and my mind slipped into wondering why. Who missed me? Who was muttering my name? What were they thinking that made me pop up in their mind? Ah, questions that could never be answered but I had asked anyway. The cogs in my head spin and meandered to the thoughts of someone.
Get out of my head, I have no time for you. The thought so violently jerked. I didn't think my reaction to his name would be so swift and cutting.
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