Day CCLXVIII

Chemicals Kill

      I remembered the Gospel says Jesus' anxiety was so great at HIS coming trial, that HIS sweat was blood. I realized I was not in such great distress, my anxiety could not come anywhere near HIS, and my mind cleared. I became serious, grave, and realized my fears were chemically induced. I also remembered chemicals can kill you. I couldn’t help but close my eyes again, they just kind of dropped, and closed shut. The spiral was gone, but now I found myself in a tunnel, and the luminous spot at the end of it drew me like a moth to light. I opened my eyes again, and after a brief moment they closed one more time. Everytime it was either the spiral or a tunnel. My mouth was dry, I wanted a drink, but was unable to stand, so I just stayed in the chair. I don’t really know how long I sat in that chair, but I remember thinking, I’m Catholic, my life is in God’s hands. I’ve got nothing to fear, it was the last thing I remember thinking as I closed my eyes for the last time.


     “Rinnnnnng ring ring ring!”


     In the distance I heard the phone screaming in my mind. I never found out who it was, by the time I wobbled over, it had stopped ringing. I looked at the clock, it was one thirty in the afternoon, and I was hungry. I took a quick shower, and decided  to go to Al’s Diner for some eats. As I ran down the stairs, I noticed a kind of fowl, malodorous scent in the air. But I was in a hurry, and just couldn’t quite put my finger on it.