4 am

Each morning at 4, anxiety wakes him up badly.  Right after a dream or a nightmare.

The sheets are soaked with his sweat. His heartbeat is fast and tense. His throat is dry.

He keeps all his dreams secret so he won’t worry anyone in his house.

He’s a disciple of silence…

Each morning at 4, he goes to the cabinet and urinates.

His head is a disaster. His thoughts are a wreck. He grabs a book and starts to read.

Will he overcome his fears and put some order in him?

The story of Louis Jolliet, the “creole”, wouldn’t do anything good… A French-born in Canada. Born among “savages” and pine trees. For the lousy French aristocrats, he’s nothing but a “creole”. He just discovered the Mississippi river but nobody cared. Even that overrated butthead named Frontenac…

A French-born in Canada. Born among “savages” and pine trees. or the lousy French aristocrats, he’s nothing but a “creole”. He just discovered the Mississippi river but nobody cared. Even that overrated butthead named Frontenac… or the lousy French aristocrats, he’s nothing but a “creole”. He just discovered the Mississippi river but nobody cared. Even that overrated butthead named Frontenac…

And him, nobody thinks he could not feel well. Nobody thinks he should get some help.

His wife snores and he needs to calm down. The idea of leaving home haunts him.

Every morning at 4 am…

 

 

 

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