287. Crazy Monsters:
They were coming to get him. He could hear them.
They’d been drawing near for some time but he’d managed to hold them at bay. Now he was paranoid that they’d suddenly creep up behind him and surprise him.
He didn’t like surprises. He didn’t like anything he couldn’t control. He still hadn’t learned in life that there was actually very little you COULD control.
The crazy monsters were case in point.
Here he was being scared of and pushing away external factors like people and yet he couldn’t see that the real enemy was within.
He had tried to run away before but he still didn’t know that the thing he was really trying to run away from was himself.
The monsters weren’t people, they were his very thoughts.