The phone rings and I get a jolt to the guts like someone has kicked me.
I feel like I am going to bring up my lunch.
I answer the phone, ramping up my fake happy mode, asking “how may I help you” and such.
I just want peace and quiet.
I just want to sleep.
I do not want to talk to anybody.
I do not want to speak.
Everyday drags on and feels like a waste.
Yet the years speed by at a blistering pace.