Another brilliant piece from a GUNNAS WRITING MASTERCLASS WRITER
It starts to creep in. Usually in the early evening when all the domestics are done and the kids are finally in bed.
All that’s left is to throw my legs up on the lounge, sip my tea and flick through the channels looking for something mind-numbing to watch.
It’s just the flash of a thought that sets off a pang of dread. A twinge of fear that you know deep down is starting to spread and strangle your insides like a runaway vine through the garden.
It’s easily pushed aside this time of night. There’s still plenty of the mundane to preoccupy your mind. The never ending mental list of to-do’s. But you know it’s there and that it’s going to come knocking.
And for me it’s usually at two or three in the morning. With a jolt it yanks me out of my slumber and pins me to the bed. Crushing me under its weight and rendering me helpless, hopeless, until it the sun pulls it from me as it rises in the sky….