#35 Countdown


Tongue dry, scrapping across even drier lips. An audible rasping sound.


Every night, the same ritual. Five minutes of preparation.

For years the fear was with him all day.


Years of therapy and CBT had reduced the life of fear and paranoia to the last five minutes of the day.


At first it was a day’s fear condensed into five minutes. As time passed he worked harder to take out the fear and just make this a time or readying.


The last minute though, that was still pure unadulterated terror


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