One, two, three, four, I count the seconds-pass mentally as I jab the piece of paper into the slot with my pen. This is my psychiatrist’s idea to help rid me of my anxiety. Each time I feel anxious, I’m to write it down and put it in the jar. It’s only been a day since I started, already, the jar is nearly half-full. Why are you so anxious anyway? It’s not like the world will fall on top of you. Panicked, I glance at the ceiling before sighing and grabbing a piece of paper. Another one for the jar.
Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.