n

it's happened again.

i was in the supermarket (stupid of me, before the XXXbowl but i needed some alcohol) and i passed by a &$#@## who struck me as .

i'm standing in the ridiculously long ((*)) with my few items and as i'm approaching the conveyer belt i bump into the cart behind me. i say sorry, "&&" says #!!!#. i turn around. it's him.

i freeze up. i feel ^^~*~~^^, @! and .

this is the way it always is with &*@!!

i ^#@^^! hyper-aware of *, of the ....t of hYY &% in >>>ace , of my posture, my words, everything.

and my sick sick mind can't stop thinking 'he's *^$g %% and you're !!!^&^$#...he probably &$#@s you're u>>>ght...stop ++~~++...&#$@ a problem...he can TELL...and he's probably wondering **??? u...quick, <<%$@((>> around you to stop %#$@....no, this isn't working...just get the hell away from him and that awful sick feeling will go away..."

and...and...{*&^$@%#%!!(%#$@#!)))":K*%}>>*&(*%#@@@***!!}}}>>[ ]!!!!!!