There I sat, willing it to appear. My mind kept sending up prayers, while my eyes stay trained at the number counter. Every few seconds, I would look at it compulsively; checking, double-checking, and re-checking. All I needed was for it to move from zero to one.
I am waiting for something. It should be here. But it hasn’t arrived. And I am worried/ distraught/ panicking/ terrified. What happened?
A hundred and one scenarios run through my head, all of them unpleasant. It’s like my brain is hard-wired to think of the worst in every situation. Lost along the way? An injury? An accident? A death?
It takes little to send my mind into a frenzy.