Indecisions
That morning he got up like any other day, but something in him had changed, he did not feel well and he thought it was normal, after all the previous day he had had a peak of stress, he was very pressured in his work. and his body couldn't hold, he fainted and at the hospital they told him to try to rest for a few days, he had a lot of work but he was going to listen to the doctors.
He got out of bed, went to the bathroom and it seemed strange to him that when he entered the bathroom he did not decide whether to first brush his teeth or urinate, it was a momentary lapse but he said to himself: "first pee, then brush your teeth." Then he took a shower, and when he went to prepare breakfast he saw that there was nothing in his pantry, he remembered that since he worked so much he did not have time to do the shopping that week. When he was about to go to the market, he couldn't decide which coat to wear, the red one? the blue? He was 5 minutes until he said "I will wear red", again it seemed strange to him not being able to decide but he did not give it importance and went out to the street ...
am I going by car or walking? his mind was blank, he could not decide, he saw a friendly couple walking, greeted them and thought "the market is 5 blocks away and it is a beautiful morning to walk" and began his journey. On the way, he accidentally bumped into a person who was walking straight ahead, he couldn't decide whether to go right or left, he apologized, the other person reluctantly accepted him and continued on his way. He spoke to himself, he wondered what was happening to him, little by little worry flooded him, "Was it possible to lose the ability to decide? It was not impossible, I'm nervous about that and nothing else."
When he arrived at the market, he could not decide whether to take a basket or a cart, now he felt that his nerves grew more and more, he asked a lady what to do, the lady said "take the cart so as not to make an effort", he heard . He told himself that not being able to make simple decisions wouldn't stop him, it was something that was in his head and he resisted the urge to cry ... "it's just stress," he said.
He got carried away through the corridors, following people, he saw a box of green tea and he was going to grab it when next to that box he saw another box of yellow tea, his mind was blank again, his body was shaking, he could not do a simple decision! He remembered his Pilates classes that he took a few years ago, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, calmed down and thus without seeing he took one of the boxes, opened his eyes and saw that he had taken the yellow one. "Is that okay? Was it the correct one? I don't know! ”Her mind screamed. He looked around and saw people looking at him and he couldn't move, he quickly stepped out of that hallway.
He arrived at the perfume room, saw that there was shampoo, that morning he took a bath, but still he could not decide: "What shampoo should I bring? Dry hair? Anti-dandruff? Wildflowers or chocolate mint?" -He kneels in the middle of the hall, looks up at the sky and yells "Whyeeeeeeeeeeee?" People came to help him, he was crying, he was explaining that he couldn't make up his mind, people looked at him strangely, "What's wrong? Are you okay?" He was shaking, was it stress? Was it his nerves? He began to feel short of breath, his mind went dark and he woke up in the hospital again ...
Aboulomania, the doctor told me that I had this syndrome, maybe he woke up or it was caused by stress, it is still not clear, what I have clear is that I lost the ability to decide, I have to go to a person to decide for me, Today I start the treatment but I have not yet decided whether to wear the red or the blue coat ...
Two short stories of madness
Crazy Love
A simple mannequin, behind a display case an inanimate object that, in his heart came alive although it is always the same, in turn it is always different. different clothes, different accessories ... he did not expect to have a caress from his hand or a kiss from his lifeless mouth, he just settled for looking at her.
The place will close, the lights will go out and he will dream of the mannequin but he is happy because tomorrow they will open and she will be there maybe with other clothes and another accessory. is love crazy? or does love drive you crazy?
until one day, without notifying him, the place changed the set.
He went crazy with sadness, he started asking everyone, What happened? where did they take her? people looked at him, they laughed, they said he was a poor fool.
He kept looking, ended up in a pile of rubble, there among the trash and broken objects, he found his love, she dirty and alone. He healed her crying, he cleaned her smiling, and so happy that he held her in her arms and swore that her display case would never turn off the light. because they were going to be together forever.
And it is that a man can love beyond madness.
the end
crazy?
-I'm going to travel to the sun
-what?
-that I'm going to travel to the sun
-😶
-but at night I don't want to burn, I'm not that stupid
-And why, if you go at night, don't you go to the moon first?
-no, I am lactose intolerant
-😶, and that has to do with what?
-Everyone knows that the moon is made of cheese, we are both in this madhouse and I am the only one who is not crazy ??? Come on, a little common sense.
-You're right, I'm sorry, can you take me?
-Yeah right, just pee before we go ...
Red thread
the legend says that we are joined by a red thread.
They have known each other forever.
They had the best of courtships,
they got along well,
they loved each other very much. unfortunately life wanted them to separate when they were young and with all the love ahead,
He had to go to another province with his family, she stayed.
Years later, they accidentally met again, both married.
They made a date that same night to relive their friendship and tell the stories of their lives when they were apart
They met that same night, they did not hide their emotion, they hugged and laughed, talked about their lives, their jobs, how their parents were, every time they looked at each other, they did not want to stop seeing each other, with each smile emanated the desire to kissing, until the least expected moment arrived, the ring of their fingers asked the questions: how and how long ago did they meet their partners? They were happy? Yes both are, both found love without looking for it, fell in love and got married, there wasn't much more, but the more they looked at each other, the more they understood that they were happy but incomplete ..
happy but incomplete, what did that mean? she dared to ask him:
-what are we doing?
-Just bringing us up to date- he answered
-Not what are we doing with our lives, I never forgot you- she said
He became serious, he looked into her eyes and said -me neither-
her eyes filled with tears and raising her voice she reproached him:
-So why did you never call me? Why did you disappear, I wanted to know about you, I needed to hug you, kiss you, but you were not there and I loved you!
After those words there was an eternal silence, until he calmly approached her, hugged her tightly and said:
-I never stopped loving you, but I had to let you go, it made me wrong to think of you, to love you madly and not hold you in my arms, we were not going to have a happy ending.
she looked him in the eyes and said - I know -
he couldn't see her cry, he never could, he brought her hand to her cheek to wipe her tears, looked at hers on her lips and couldn't resist the urge to kiss her, she kissed him too.
while kissing they remembered their childhood, their youth, the love they had, it seemed that the kiss would bring them back together forever ... but nothing lasts forever, old memories mixed with new ones, the faces of their partners appeared, the hugs, the laughs, the current kisses.
and at last that eternal moment that lasted a minute ended.
She looked away from her, he stopped hugging her.
They looked at each other for the last time, they knew it was late, that they could no longer do anything, that this was a goodbye.
-It's a shame it's late- he said
-I keep the memory of tonight, I can live with that- she said
This is how they realize that fate arrived late, when they saw each other that afternoon they did not know that they were going to curse time for having found them, but they could not do that to their current loves, despite everything they were not to blame and they loved them .
They gave one last kiss, and without saying anything, without saying goodbye, without wishing each other a good life, they turned around and began to walk away from the love of their lives, returning to their usual routine and cutting the red thread that united them.
the end
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