You press your hands firmly against your eyes, the world goes black for an instant, then, red noise fills your vision. And the voices increase in volume. You feel like you’re about to lose your mind. And so just as quickly, you remove your hands and open your eyes.
The world comes back into view, and the noises retreat to the usual manageable level. The red dots you were seeing with your eyes closed retreat back revealing what’s around you. As it swims back into focus, you notice the people around you on the bus.
You have been having a busy day at work, like all the other days since you turned 18, the noises in your head only retreat when you manage to fall asleep, only to come back seemingly stronger the next day. You spend every day on your feet, non-stop moving, from the minute you wake up until you fall back asleep, with your fatigue increasing seemingly forever.
Today was no different, you spent the whole day slaving over a job that gives you little to none, and now you’re about to spend the better part of an hour trying your best to get back home, through a terrible infrastructure and transport system that is trying its best to keep you away from home.
You know that when you do get home, you will jump onto your bed and spend whatever time you have trying to recuperate your energy before you manage finally fall asleep. Only to do this all over again the next day.
Just as you’re about to resign yourself to your daily fate, you notice her, you notice them. She had a bright smile and was silently laughing, the surrounding lights seem to get brighter as you try to focus your senses on them. As your ears get more sensitive trying to determine what your eyes are focusing on, You realize, they are making no sound, and then you see their hands moving, they are both making signs, they are having a complete conversation while being completely silent.
The voices seem to quiet around you until you hear nothing, no more noises. And all you can focus on, is the warmth surrounding these two people, having a conversation of their own.
And then the world seems to have gained more colors. And the voices, seem to have stopped.
© Houssem Ben ali 2023-07-28