I find it funny
when at times
my mind works in the other direction.
I might have been just sitting, quietly,
on the chair, a pen in my hand.
Writing at a very
low speed.
But my mind goes the other direction.
And suddenly I'm writing too fast.
The world is moving at
a fast-forwarded pace.
It makes me dizzy. My fingers feel
like they were working
way too fast.
My vision blurred,
my words slurred.
When it gets too much,
I squeeze my eyes
shut, feel my lashes
tickle my eye bags.
I inhale and constantly
tell myself that it is
not true. That I was
just imagining.
And when I finally
open my eyes,
Everything's clicked refreshed.