Bitch on the Blog

February 10, 2014

Running on empty

Filed under: Atmosphere — bitchontheblog @ 16:51

Be kind. Please. Let me lament.

I am losing it. No two doubts about it. My brain is short circuiting every few seconds. Thoughts elbowing each other out. Vying for attention. If this goes on soon I won’t know who is looking at me in the mirror. Or why.

Once upon a time my mother sent me to the baker. To get fresh rolls for breakfast. We had just moved to Berlin. Grand Villa. The kitchen infested with spiders. The garden paradise reinvented. I came out of the bakery. Warm rolls in bag. Bag in my six year old arm. Now what? I’d lost all sense of direction. I did what I always do when in need of a compass: I looked up. Yes, high rise buildings. Mainly grey. Not giving you a clue. I am no fool. I’d have asked a stranger passing by to give me directions. Unfortunately, I didn’t know our new address. Within seconds – which seemed to encompass a whole life time – I found myself orphaned. And my family waiting for those rolls – forever.




  1. And then you woke up.

    Comment by Rummuser — February 11, 2014 @ 01:02 | Reply

    • No, Ramana. I didn’t wake up. I found my way back home. Against all odds. My mother said: “What took you so long?” I didn’t tell her.


      Comment by bitchontheblog — February 11, 2014 @ 01:14 | Reply

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