The world tilted, and I fell off.

World TiltsI had learned that the sound of the key scraping and rattling in the lock rarely brought good things.

My shoulders always reflexively shot up somewhere around my ears as the lock finally snicked open. After a year, I wasn’t even aware of the growing unease and tension in my body anymore; I had become the boiling frog.

But I was about to find out that when the body tenses up like that in apprehension, when it does that over and over and over again, there are going to be consequences.  Continue reading