Sometimes when the house is silent and the sound of reality TV echoes quietly through the background of my dark thoughts, I think about how my current mood could change with a sudden shift of gravity…or a subtle hiccup. No one really thinks about how powerful a hiccup can be. It can actually disrupt the balance of your uneasiness, sending you over a cliff of uncertainty and erosion.
Depending on the position of the last morsel caught in the trachea, the blockage of air released slowly equips my mind to deal with my real issues. I suddenly have a flash of possibilities of death forcing me to become non-existent in a world that has continuously caught me off guard with unscheduled nonsense and interruptions. And suddenly…as the air escapes and my lungs decide not to collapse, a small burst of air is allowed to escape quickly as I gasp for a breath — leaving me clutching my invisible pearls.
My life returns to the uneasy reality that plays nothing like the background noise of the scripted lives on the TV. And though I sometimes feel unstoppable, my brief brush with death leaves me with the reality that I am sometimes fragile…and in one blink of a sudden gasp of air; it could be blown away with a mindless Hiccup that leaves me on the floor clutching my pearls.