Whilst walking back I started remembering that when you are walking in the dark and a little freaked out, your mind starts to play tricks on you. With my senses heightened (in fight or flight mode) I felt as if I could hear the breathe of the guy walking on the other side of the road, in my ear. It was as if he was standing right behind me. I even remember shuddering when that exact thought crossed my mind. My keys, jingling in my hand started to sound like I was jugging pieces of shattered glass in my palm. The crickets, chirping away started to sound like they were screaming hysterically, or was it I that was getting hysterical?
I started fantasising what I would do if I was attacked. Would I go for the classic nut shot, or would I try to swipe the assailant with my keys, Wolverine style? Would anyone hear me if I started to scream? Would I be able to scream? Or, would the fear be so great even my voice would run away to find safety inside my body somewhere? AAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHH!
Night time, 2012 |
But of course nothing did happen.
I reached my car in the safe, dark, silence. Drove home to the warmth of the flat and acted as if it was nothing.
Ready to do it all again tonight, with my keys in hand.Wolverine style.
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