BRINK

After 5 seconds, I felt a numb tear crawling sideways to my ear. It was 1am and still no good story to present.  The pressure of producing in 10 hours is succumbing me to complete exhaustion. It felt like a root canal. That's why I was so surprised not to feel my tearducts producing tears.  It was such a heavy night made heavy by an unexpected rain and the maong pants that Samner washed and hung in the room like a figurine display.

4am is an automatic alarm on the state of my research. I was so hypnotized into thinking of so many people and events and life and deodorants. What to do, what to do, what to do. My deadline is today and my  stories aren't even born enough to reach their death.

And so i sat on the kubeta naked for 30 minutes making my brain die of any thoughts to be thought about.  That's when i realized to stand up and close my eyes. Oh, i prayed to God and i told Him that during my last memory of Sunday School i remembered a bible verse that says ' Ask and you shall receive'  and then I asked. I hope i get signs that it will be received. I had no shampoo and the toothpaste was empty. So I saw the sign...

Breathing in deeply is a very good exercise to exorcise negative pressure from people who cannot fully understand what you are going through. I realized silent pressure is tantamount to defying laws of personal gravity. And because of that my urge to produce became silent and deep. Almost chasmic

But He said  you shall receive. It was a simple deal. It was point blank and the results were blunt as well.

Now,  I can afford to write a blog.