Perspective.

Sreya Sunil
MCC LitSoc
Published in
1 min readMar 7, 2021

I opened my eyes as I felt the cold air

rushing under my blanket,

freezing my toes, reminding me of

the warmth of summer

that I missed exceptionally.

As I tried getting myself up, I felt

the weight of a hundred tons,

pulling me down,

I could feel the epicenter of the blast in my head.

I felt like I’ve just been hit by a stone.

The doubled image of my room,

with the pale green walls going about in circles.

I did not move a muscle, hoping it would get better.

Unfortunately, it didn’t.

I closed my eyes and placed my palm on my eyes,

hoping the warmth might do a wonder.

Yet, it felt the same, stronger this time.

I realized its high time to prioritize self-care.

I started writing down a to-do list,

to reduce my stress and to stay hydrated

because I’ve had enough of my “vertigo”.

~ Shreya Sunil

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