Well, this day threw a few curve balls
at me (nothing major
, merely things that upset the general drudgery
of my daily life
To start with, it seemed that time was not behaving itself
, this shall not be mentioned again until I can form some kind of concrete evidence
that I wasn't just hallucinating or
until I get a new watch
I also encountered some kind of 'mega-borging
', that lasted nigh
on two hours (although apparently this is no record
, with borgings lasting days in some cases).
An interesting side effect of which appeared to be immunity
to further borgings.
I did not have the time nor
the inclination to test this theory
, and hopefully will avoid such a situation in the future
Perhaps the most disruptive
occurrence of the day was a new fear
I got in the lift
, as usual for every morning, and it was not long before I noticed slight difficulty breathing
This concerned me. I've never been truly comfortable
in a lift, but it couldn't be the onset
- I have little to no trouble with crowds
of people seemingly intent on crushing me to death
, or with enclosed spaces
So I thought to myself, why should I have trouble now, when I'm trapped in a poorly ventilated metallic coffin, suspended only by thin cables of metal which could succumb to the stress laid upon them at any moment
I'm not sure
, but I'm fairly certain people noticed my haste as I left the elevator prematurely
I've only taken the lifts from the basement
since then (no other way up), though I'm sure the extra stair climbing
is doing me some good. But I really must wonder, does walking burn more calories
than cold fear
It's been nearly a month, and I'm relatively over my new fear.
The only problem I had was when I decided to bite the bullet and save time going up a few floors. I'm convinced the sadist who got on after me knew I wasn't exactly relaxed and asked "Room for one more?"
Not exactly the kind of thing to put you at ease.