The symptom was the discomfort. The scratching, screaming, blinding, deafening pain. The disorganized mess which accumulates and boils over.

The cause was the rough cotton fibres against your skin, the flashing, fluorescent lights, the loud mingling voices all talking over one another. The leaves as they blow in an unorganized, chaotic pattern across the ground.

The effect was the overflowing input, the disorganized chaos of thoughts, the overwhelming information with no time to process it. The screaming, groaning. Trying so hard to make some of it go away, to focus and be able to think clearly without all this confusion and chaos going on around you.

With thanks to – Daily Prompt: Symptom

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