...I sit beside my bedroom window watching the traffic go by. I absent mindedly toss a coin in the air much like Two-Face in Batman...of course I wasn't deciding anybody's fate here...perhaps just trying to get a grip on mine.
At night when everybody is asleep I lie awake...watching the blades of the ceiling fan go round and round. For some reason they appear to be coming closer much like a spider closing in on its prey. I shake away the image and get up for a drink of water...trying desperately to clear my head.
Tossing and turning all night I finally fish around around for my pack of cigarettes, hoping perhaps that a shot of nicotine would calm the elevated heart beat. As I draw a deep breadth I begin to experience an eery numbness. Gone is the anxiety that has kept me awake all these nights, gone is the nausea that crept up on me every time I thought about my interview questions, all replaced by an silence!
I try to recollect the conversation that I had had during the interview. It had gone pretty well and I had managed to answer all of their questions. When did they say they were going to call me back, Wednesday was it? Damn! it's already Friday and I haven't received anything. I begin to feel a migraine settling in. Funny...it feels as though someone is playing drums inside my head!
As I rub my aching forehead, I reach out for my next nicotine shot and as I do so I absentmindedly log onto my email account and rapidly go through my emails hoping and against hope that there might just be something. As I scroll down each page the ray of hope diminishes further.
As I move further and further down my inbox I feel myself falling...round and round I feel myself spinning in an endless black vortex...and then I just as suddenly...I WAKE UP!!!
I try to recollect the conversation that I had had during the interview. It had gone pretty well and I had managed to answer all of their questions. When did they say they were going to call me back, Wednesday was it? Damn! it's already Friday and I haven't received anything. I begin to feel a migraine settling in. Funny...it feels as though someone is playing drums inside my head!
As I rub my aching forehead, I reach out for my next nicotine shot and as I do so I absentmindedly log onto my email account and rapidly go through my emails hoping and against hope that there might just be something. As I scroll down each page the ray of hope diminishes further.
As I move further and further down my inbox I feel myself falling...round and round I feel myself spinning in an endless black vortex...and then I just as suddenly...I WAKE UP!!!
