Is it white or yellow? I begin to recognize the colors badly, probably it's age-old. What is this sound? Where is it from? Maybe my neighbor cross over the chair. Or a boy throws a bottle past the garbage on the street. But now it does not matter. I need to get out of bed and wash.
Who take my slippers? I remember that I left them at the door yesterday. Of course, I leave them at the bathroom, because suddenly Margo called yesterday, and I run out of the bathroom without taking a bath. And why do I start to forget such trivia?
The hallway is full of gloom. I can not turn on the light, because I don`t touch the switch. Without light is even better, it will not cut your eyes. I grope blindly the way to the kitchen. It is already lighter here. The sunlight fills the entire kitchen, from his rays I get sick eyes. I closed my eyes hard.
I take from the refrigerator a pack of orange juice, open it and try to pour it in a glass. I feel that I had overflowed juice; he begin to flow on my legs. I stop pouring juice, put it on a table and sit on a chair. What happened to me? I gradually lose control over myself. My body have been stopping listening to me, especially - eyes. I feel the fear is climbing my legs, up to the trunk, and then to the head. Grading and freezing of the body.
I sit humbly and pony, my head feel heavy on my shoulders, and hands were stones lying on my legs. The sun hide behind a great blue cloud. It will rain. I lazily turn my head to the side of the window. Large drops of rain hit the wall, and branches of trees, scattered by a powerful wind, scratch the window. The sound of the creak of the trees irritate me.
I do not know where the forces came to get up, but I go to the bathroom. Surprisingly, I find the bathroom door, go into it. Wet. I run out of the bathroom yesterday when I called Margo and forgot to wipe the floor.
By the touch, I begin to look for my medicines. A sticky jar of shampoo, an open toothpaste, a broken bottle of perfume, a dirty mirror and a loofah on the floor, my bristles are in the washbasin. I will do the cleaning in the evening.
I find out! The fear subside; I feel that the body had become light and unchallenging. My glasses lay near the powder, at the very edge of the washing machine. How did it not fall over the tiles?
I put on my glasses, go out of the bathroom and saw a light in the kitchen. The rain stopped and the sun shone again. Now my eyes is not aching. I clearly see an orange vial from the juice and see silver drops from the rain on the window.
I go into the room to get dressed. My slippers stood near the bed, where I left them yesterday. I sarcastic laugh loud. Every morning the same thing! Until I put on my glasses, I'm blind as a mole, I do not see anything, and the other senses are weakened: the hearing became acute, the body throws in a shiver and sweat, and it's hard for me to think. How much depends on the vision!
Well, the ceiling is still white.
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