On the Other Side

It was a plexiglass shell evening.

Anxiety is like that, you know.

At least mine is.

I’m suddenly encased in acrylic.

Entombed in an unbreakable, perfectly transparent box, I’m able to watch the world play out all around me but not able to play with it myself.

It’s a cruel way to pass a life, I suppose. Living within but apart from the world.

But I will take it.

I will take it and be happy… even with my face pressed unflatteringly hard to the plexiglass on a Halloween night.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe

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