Sipher

“Which one will help me sleep?”, staring at all kinds of bottles in the showcase of that wine shop, being teetotaler I was struggling to pick one, not sure, which could be appropriate for the occasion. Before here, I was at a medicine store near my rented duplex. But then there, could not ask for sleeping pills. I was afraid, without a prescription, shop-owner may think I may be planning suicide. Now, it is one more thought, which got stuck in my mind with the rest of the ones. It’s already 1 pm, dressed for the office, yet not ready to leave for work. It’s been the third time this week, I could not leave. These thoughts just could not leave; just stays there, all the time looping in my mind, ever. I am unable to figure my way out, out from this maze; a maze of choices and consequences I have made and yet to make. After the sleepless night, holding that Can of Beer, for the last half an hour, I was not sure, will it work. Any possible way out I could think of was not able to conclude, ...

At least my eyes were working, on my deathbed. I hid my patient's wristband and was roaming in the hospital corridor. I was bored laying on my bed, waiting for tomorrow. Tomorrow test results will come, and hopefully, then, doctors can figure out why it happened to me. Luckily my roommates joined me after dinner. In two weeks, one of my roommates is about to get married, but for now, we all are amused to be here, sharing a big hospital room with 3 other actual patients. They tease me, pointing at the young beautiful doctor. I could not hide my big smile. I know in few minutes, my friends will leave and fill this boring night, I will have the company of that beauty. She looks like a freshly graduated doctor, whose beautiful eyes treat half of her patients, and make sick their accomplice. I am not sure how my subconscious mind figured it out, but it made me kept my phone on my left side. Like it knew, if it happens again, then it will be the right half of my body that will get paraly...