Something's not right with me, she thought to herself. It felt as if she was caught in the dark. No matter how much she fought and screamed and kicked at walls and windows, she stayed a prisoner of her mind.
But then she closed her eyes
Every time I close my eyes, every time I close my eyes.
She drifted off into a dreamless sleep. No anxiety. No thinking. Surrounded by nothing. And when the sun rose and in front of her window life became busy for every body on the planet, she stretched her own lazily and smiled.
Something will never be right with me, she thought and smiled again.
Happy 2nd of May
reflections of an unquiet mind 