u/zacpritcher

Out of the corner of my eye, on the other side of the room, I I catch a glimpse of something not quite right. Our eyes (or equivalent) lock.

I look away for a brief moment, only long enough to grab a paper towel.

I lingered too long. It is gone.

But where?

Inside of me. Inside of my mind. The devil’s ghost, feasting on every single sleepless second that slips by.

Look, I know these things are beneficial and contribute a lot to maintaining a safe home ecosystem by munching on pests. But dang, they freak me out. Nothing should be able to move so fast while looking like that.