Fear, having subdued Rationality, slipped past security. Uninvited, it crashed every life party oblivious to the admonitions of the STAND CLEAR!, DO NOT ENTER! HAZARD! signs.
A flash of gleaming white, daggers at the ready, it’s pointy, razor sharp teeth glisten with drool. Fear spots me, then smiles wide in anticipation of a feeding frenzy as the scent of familiarity draws it nearer.
I feel the first clawing, clutch at my stomach as it begins twisting in knots as tight as the braiding on a rug; I force myself to breath deeply….again….again…and again.
Tonight, I smile back, as I feel my own teeth having gotten sharper, and throw out my arms for the embrace.