It Just Happens...Part 2
I'm sitting on the sofa watching my mom try on the whole lot of frames. This would be the 23rd frame. I wasn't really anxious. There weren't any more customers at this odd time of the day and the faint tunes with muffled lyrics was kinda nice. This kind of peaceful environment was favourable for my mind to wander off...

I'm standing with my mom, holding her arm, tightly. I could feel it, the insecurity...loss of senses. I couldn't see anything. Plain and blank. It was like I was sleeping but not really. I was just there but not really. My mom finished her work and led me out of the shop. I couldn't walk and stumbled the whole time. I had lost perception. And focus. What the hell was happening?
We headed home. I couldn't bring myself to talk to my mother. I walked over to my room. I tried to imagine it but couldn't. My memories were blurry. It felt like i was walking out of practice. I couldn't think clearly. I couldn't help...