“Whether a person, a pet, an object, or a place, write about something or someone you connected with from the very first second.” The Daily Post
I thought it was the usual text message.
“Jan, how are you?”
me: “I’m okay”
“Take care”
This was the default pattern to which our text messages ran. It was always like this between her and I.
If she had the choice, she’d tell me more. But I would cut her with a text so short that reading behind the lines she probably knew, I didn’t care.
Today, the series of text messages didn’t go as expected. She definitely had something different in mind. And oh, she must’ve thought that I would be thrilled.
“Jan, how are you?”
me: “I’m okay”
“Jan, we will visit you soon.”
The world shifted in an instant. She? Them? Here?
Fear suddenly felt so fluid. Fear, which was contained well in my head, spilled right through my whole being. I need not look at the mirror to know that these pupils are dilating. Nor, do I have to overanalyze my strained speech to know that I am holding back.
This is what it feels to lose control. I don’t know what to do.
My brain is clicking a thousand images, prompting me with the probable scenes of their arrival, my impending drama, or the possibility of getting away before they arrive.
I’m being unfair, aren’t I? But this is my means to survive: Flight.
Very engaging. I’m not much for texting, beyond stuff like “pick up a loaf of bread on the way home.” I know people who are anti-everything except face to face; they only use media to set up live, real-time meetings. There’s something to be said for that. Thanks for following me. I hope you get a chance to check out some of the older stuff, too.
You’re welcome, James! Indeed, texting isn’t for everyone, even me. I find such gadgets intrusive at times. But when I badly need to hear someone’s voice, it’s the thing to go 😀
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Very engaging. I’m not much for texting, beyond stuff like “pick up a loaf of bread on the way home.” I know people who are anti-everything except face to face; they only use media to set up live, real-time meetings. There’s something to be said for that. Thanks for following me. I hope you get a chance to check out some of the older stuff, too.
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You’re welcome, James! Indeed, texting isn’t for everyone, even me. I find such gadgets intrusive at times. But when I badly need to hear someone’s voice, it’s the thing to go 😀
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if i was a texter
it would require me
to joyfully come back to my calm breath
and be present with what is happening
right in front of me 🙂
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Oh, more than calmness,
I’d like to forget for a while.
I’ve been savoring fear like it was sweet
as cotton candy…
PS: Thanks for the advice!
I really appreciate it 😀
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