Nothing Short of Terrible.
The morning has been terrible in my own little claustrophobic world. :(
You know how i hate public transport when there happens to be one too many people?
This morning, there were a gazillion too many people. Argh!
It happens. My sense receptors get highly sensitive - every single action of someone else, just a slight flick, feels like an earthquake to me.
A giant earthquake. That's how bad it gets.
So every time the bus jerks, if someone's bag or hand brushes past me, i have this instinct to scream.
But i don't. Ever tried wanting to scream it out but having to keep it all in you?
I even know how i look like - brows furrowed, i frown, i stare, my face crumbles.
Closing my eyes never seem to help - it just makes my sense receptors more alert.
I am angry. Angry at myself.
You know how i hate public transport when there happens to be one too many people?
This morning, there were a gazillion too many people. Argh!
It happens. My sense receptors get highly sensitive - every single action of someone else, just a slight flick, feels like an earthquake to me.
A giant earthquake. That's how bad it gets.
So every time the bus jerks, if someone's bag or hand brushes past me, i have this instinct to scream.
But i don't. Ever tried wanting to scream it out but having to keep it all in you?
I even know how i look like - brows furrowed, i frown, i stare, my face crumbles.
Closing my eyes never seem to help - it just makes my sense receptors more alert.
I am angry. Angry at myself.