Brat
On Mondays
Today was one of those days.
She had a class a few hours from now. But she couldn't bring herself to move; her whole body felt like lead, weighed down by a heaviness she couldn't describe. To her, the cocoon of blankets she had wrapped herself in was a chain that anchored her to the bed, preventing any escape. The room itself became too small for her; she felt trapped within the towering walls and in the confines of her skin. And so Ishka found herself sinking into this nothingness, into the profound recesses of her mind without any clue when it will all disappear.
She had a class a few hours from now. But she couldn't bring herself to move; her whole body felt like lead, weighed down by a heaviness she couldn't describe. To her, the cocoon of blankets she had wrapped herself in was a chain that anchored her to the bed, preventing any escape. The room itself became too small for her; she felt trapped within the towering walls and in the confines of her skin. And so Ishka found herself sinking into this nothingness, into the profound recesses of her mind without any clue when it will all disappear.