You know that feeling when you think you are experiencing the beginning of an earthquake; a slight jolt of some sort, a rumbling, a mysterious shakiness sometimes accompanied by a creek. The terror - instantaneous, all systems go, and then…nothing. It was all in my head, the fear so real, the doom so looming. Perhaps its the wavy carpet pattern in my hallway corridor, or the way my blinds rattle with the invisible breeze, maybe these bananas are genetically modified or there is trace amounts of lithium in the water out my tap. Not quite sure, but nonetheless I feel a general sense of disorientation. I walk to my car in the parking lot beneath my building, I see what I think are wolves, darting behind cars, lurking around support pillars, I never catch a glimpse of their eyes, just the shadows of their ghostly frame disappearing into nothing. These are thoughts, produced by mind. These are thoughts, produced by mind.
