For some time now I’ve been feeling restless. I’ve been feeling restless in the way of a time bomb: I could hear the ticking of the clock but there is no movement. Only the fear of a force I won’t be able to control and contain.
And it is worrying me.
I wake up in the morning and there isn’t fluttering in my belly.
I sit down to write with the prevailing sense of obligation.
I go to work and a blanket of indifference coddles me like fog.…