The stress is getting heavy when...

Corbett | April 16, 2004 2:12 AM

It lingers in the back of your neck. A throbbing pain like someone with a big fat hand karate chopped you in a dark alley. It feels like your eyes are being squeezed out of their sockets. It creates an acidic black hole in the middle of your chest, and makes your heart want to explode onto the pavement. It isolates itself in your temples just when you need to concentrate or look at something bright. A passing sound drills into your ear drums. You lose patience for anything. Traffic. The phone. Questions. Extraneous time wasting situations. Especially slow dull nimwitted people standing between you and getting something done. You lose site of all goals. You want to climb 101 and throw yourself off onto a speeding taxi or a satellite dish, splattering brains across a broad swipe of ugly grey buildings. But then the game would be over, so you regroup, take a deep breath, try not to let it get to you. You slowly lower to a simmer, then a stew, then back to a smolder. After a few hours it will pass, you'll get some sleep, dream about vast lands and enchanted places, and things will be better for a while, until you wake up and have to deal with it all over again tomorrow.

Category: Ramble

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