On the bus I sat next to a handicap girl who danced to the overly loud music I was using to drown out the shakes. I get those sometimes, but mostly around people. They all start to look like eggs bobbling around and I hear the tension of each of their chicks scratching at the eggs' surfaces- clawing and begging to get out. The sound gets kind of numb and dull but there's a ringing inside of my head to sing out over the roar. Everything gets hot and beads of sweat form on my brow right before the nausea sets in. The tremors start in my chest as I constrict my body to try to fight back, but they ignore my defense and squirm through my appendages. Everything begins to fade into a deep well of blackness.
I shiver and my eyes burst open as I reemerge to the surface.
No one has noticed my world crashing and I am grateful.
