An absurd thought that somehow sneaks in, light as a feather in my hands, masquerading as an innocuous & plausible notion.
A stranger to be held at an arm's length and our special brand of awkward familiarity, consumes me all day and night.
Along with my current illness that confuses my mind and hinders clear thinking, my body's energy is expended continually warding off this deluge that my rules and reason can't.
I constantly find myself repeating five words over and over to myself - I do not want this. I'm afraid my arguments and tedious exhortation are beginning to bore me.