Greetings, everyone

This is my entry to the #freewrite 5-minute exercise hosted by @mariannewest. See details here.

The Fragility of Our Minds

Today I woke up as usual. My wife’s alarm had been sounding for some minutes and I had to get up and turn it off. She has not been sleeping for the last 3 days due to an annoying cough. We do not have cough medicine or antihistaminic, so we’ve had to manage with some home-made remedies (visiting a doctor is not an option for us now). I honestly thought she’d stay in bed today, but as soon as I got up to shut the alarm she was getting ready to go to work.

Everything seemed ok until I checked my phone. It was on. I usually turn it off when I go to bed. I checked the most recent conversations. Two with my daughters, one with a colleague who had asked me a favor that kept me busy all weekend. I did not recognize the last things I had written. Then, I checked some of the audio messages I had sent and received. It was my voice, but I did not remember having said what the phone was playing. It wasn’t anything outrageous or out of place, it was just new to me.
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I felt really disturbed, disoriented. This had never happened to me. Things got really weird when I checked my most recent Steemit post. It was a freewrite. I did not remember that “futility” was the prompt for that day. I started reading the post and it was as if I was reading someone else’s blog. “I did not write this,” I said out loud. My wife heard me and approached me. I must have looked really upset. She started to talk to me as if I was holding a gun and threatening to kill some innocent hostages.

I went over the phone conversations again. The more I read, the more bizarre it got. I felt I remembered everything I had done the day before but some things just did not fit. My wife asked me to please calm down and stay in bed. I could not. I went over the post and the conversations once more and every time I had the impression I was reading or listening to (in the case of the audio messages) something utterly new.

I could not be still. One hour after my wife left, I was getting ready to go out too. I had agreed to meet a colleague who would hand me a pendrive with some movies he had downloaded for me. We have been exchanging movies lately. I went out, got to the High School where my friend works and while I waited for him I went over the phone records again. some things started to sound familiar, but then I wondered if it was not because I had already gone over those many times already.

I’m back home writing on today’s prompt, which conveniently describes how I feel. If this is a beginning of some serious problem, I just want to leave a record of when and how it started. I had never felt like this and going to a doctor is not an option at the moment. Hopefully it is just the result of a very stressful weekend and the accumulated anguish of a very difficult year.

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