Someone has made the elder sign of Megiddo and has awakened Part Six! You fools! You’ve made the prophesy come true!
Part FIVE?! Will no one stop me?! Someone call The Hague! An international crime is occurring. Okay, I’ve stopped.
No! Wait! I’ve begun again! Part FIVE of this fascinating tale begins…. NOWISH!
The Story So Far…
Doug lay on his stomach on the roof, empty Chinese food paper boxes laying around him. His binoculars were down and he was reading a manual on using a sniper rifle. But his mind wasn’t engaged on that.
He was thinking about last night’s disaster.
He went bar hopping, trying to forget the sock monkeys staring at him. There was no way his target was aware of him, he was certain of that. But for some reason, those pinprick black sock monkey eyes stuck in his head. So he figured the best way to forget about it was by hitting the bars and picking up some floozy.
It did not go as planned.
Let’s call this story “The Rabbit’s Last Stand”-adjacent. It pertains to the world, but maybe not the story. So here is my little digression while I get the longer story together. PART TWO and PART THREE are available too!
Once Doug finished disassembling his Nemesis rifle and packing it into his case, he sat down on the rough fabric chair in his hotel room. His back was already hurting.
He’d scored well enough on the ranges, spent years practicing. It was finally time to enter his new career. He’d always wanted to be an assassin. It was something he’d dreamt of since he was a child. He’d never had any problems hurting things.
Leo the Nerdy Lion writes about a subject near and dear to my heart – crippling anxiety. I found this post to be extremely helpful and I hope you do as well.
I strongly suggest this article for everyone whose mind suddenly turns in on itself and Ouroboros-like starts to devour its own tail.
Anxiety sucks, I know it, you know it, I think even deep-down anxiety knows it’s a deplorable piece of poop as well. No breath is deep enough, sleep is difficult to come by and you just feel burdened by, well, everything; society’s expectations, the ones you set on yourself, and most importantly – your cat. It literally feels like the world is weighing on your shoulders and you feel alone, like the only person in the world who has ever felt this way. Yeah, it feels insurmountable and sure, you probably feel embarrassed that you let it get this far. But don’t worry, the Lion is here to help you. Now before you go ahead and take everything I say as gospel, just remember I don’t have a doctorate in psychology or therapy. I do however think……like a lot, so you are in safe hands.
Why so anxious Batman?
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