Screeching fingernails mark the chalkboard of your mind. Each scratch sends shivers down your spine. Angst. Silently the world looks on.
Unseen REM as eyes dart back and forth. Tick tock. Slow motion in your world. Counting each second. Counting each moment like a timebomb. Waiting and watching. Watching and waiting.
A leg taps the floor impatiently.
Your brain snaps back to reality. It’s your turn.
I was in the waiting room at the doctors today. As I waited I couldn’t help but observe people as they waited. What were they thinking? It led me to write this. I kept it fairly minimalist today. There are 5 voices contained here.