I can't control it, whatever it is, let's say it first......
Last night, I was used as a gun by some of my bosses. I was the "crazy woman in the attic".
In the morning, I had a nightmare, my knee hurt like hell, and when I woke up, it kept hurting, I almost thought it was real, but now it doesn't hurt at all, it's a conscious decision.
And then, numb as an ant, wanting to throw myself into a warm embrace, thinking of my mum, thinking of her, with a sore nose.