It starts slowly:
grey clouds of doubt,
tiny, spaced droplets of unpaid bills,
gushes of unhappy thoughts.
It soon speeds as the debt raindrops grow larger and closer to each other.
Suddenly you are drowned in
debts, doubts, anguish, anxiety
and the big downfall of unemployment.
It lasts for a long while,
blackening the horizon,
making things seem bleak,
hopeless. Pointless.
You pray for peace, for calmness.
(The worst storms come at night,
so praying for the sun is out of question.)
A phone may ring, a mail may appear,
only good news --and maybe a large surprising inheritance--
can peace the riot inside my head.
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