Itchy Fingers on the Brain

It won’t stop! These itchy fingers on my brain, tickling gray matter and I squirm without happy squeals. Writing, reading, movies, T.V. shows, crocheting, knitting, gardening, video games, visit the neighbor, call my friend, laundry, dishes, sweeping, mopping, toilet bowel cleaning… Damn it! Just stop! Pick something, anything, please…

Tick… tick… tick… almost two hours passes and I haven’t moved from my damn chair.

My muscles hurt. I can’t let go of this invisible two hundred pound weight. I think if I do something, anything, I’ll drop it finally but those damn little demons with those sharp little nails keep tickling mercilessly over my brain.

Get OUT! OUT! OUT! OUT!

But, I remain frozen in place. There’s a million things to do; there’s nothing to do!

Why can’t I just … do?

 

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