When caught in an allergic hurricane, life
becomes impossible, small motor skills are
lost, brain does not function rationally and I
lose all sense of chronology and everything
happens at the same time - which is utterly
confusing, combined with a dreadful feeling
Of persecution, a phobia indicating the allergy
attack is very bad, it’d take a long time following
the right diet to return to earth from whatever
malignant planet the allergy sent me to; I can’t
concentrate, things fall out of my hands, my
clothes keep plunging into the unfathomable
Depths of my cupboard from whence they can’t
be retrieved ever again; there’s incessant ringing
in my ears and time is standing still, I’m tossed in
a whirlwind of frustration and can’t make sense of
anything, only ice-cubes do not worsen the situation
and sinus medication offer some relief: I’m back
On the straight and narrow of dietary control since
feeling like this is a taste of hell - and I HATE it
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