There is a rat that lives in my brain. He's a big albino Sprague-Dawley rat with beady red eyes. He lives in a wire mesh cage with an exercise wheel. No one can see this rat. He doesn't show up on tests. But I know he is there. Most of the time he is sleeping and that is the way I like it. He is sleeping right now.
But when he wakes up--then he gets in that damn wheel and he runs and runs and runs and runs and I CANNOT MAKE HIM STOP! That is how I feel when I get stressed out. I feel that that rat is just running and running and running. I wish I could get rid of him but because nobody sees him and he can't be detected, I can't tell anyone about him because they would say I am crazy. I do not know how this rat got in my brain. I certainly didn't ask him to come in with his cage and wheel.
Well, he is sleeping now. As long as he is sleeping I am fine. I know what sets him off now. My job is to make sure he stays sleeping. He doesn't need to eat or drink so other than that damned wheel I guess he can stay, because I don't know how to make him leave.
But I really wish he would leave.
But when he wakes up--then he gets in that damn wheel and he runs and runs and runs and runs and I CANNOT MAKE HIM STOP! That is how I feel when I get stressed out. I feel that that rat is just running and running and running. I wish I could get rid of him but because nobody sees him and he can't be detected, I can't tell anyone about him because they would say I am crazy. I do not know how this rat got in my brain. I certainly didn't ask him to come in with his cage and wheel.
Well, he is sleeping now. As long as he is sleeping I am fine. I know what sets him off now. My job is to make sure he stays sleeping. He doesn't need to eat or drink so other than that damned wheel I guess he can stay, because I don't know how to make him leave.
But I really wish he would leave.
