An incident to wake me from the illusion
By Alessandro Carosi

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The morning had got off to a bad start, with a subtle sense of anxiety and nervousness; by now, I no longer know whether it was due to something natural, emotional, or induced by mysterious frequencies that are perhaps not emitted solely to control the weather.

I get up very early to go to the gym – a productive hour and a half – but I find myself with only minutes to spare before heading to work. The sky is grey, but an unnatural grey as it so often is now, due to a change in the climate—human-made and unnatural—a climate control scheme that I strongly doubt is for our own good, just as nothing that comes from those who hold the purse strings has ever been for our own good.

I cycle quickly against the clock to arrive on time; I’m tired and my mother calls, also in a foul mood which she makes sure to point out to me; she puts me in such a state of depression and nervousness that I hang up rudely and impolitely, ten minutes later, a car hits me on the left side, knocking me to the ground; I hit the tarmac hard. The woman at the wheel hadn’t indicated and hadn’t seen who was coming up behind her. I get back up without a scratch; the bike is damaged and I’ll have to repair it, but I’m fine. The lady is panicking, constantly making the sign of the cross. The mudguard is damaged from the impact. I think about how lucky I’ve been; I’m still alive, no pain, just a bit of fear. … anextraordinaryandordinarylife…