Footsteps of the mind

What’s that you said?

You didn’t? It’s all just in my head?

I close my eyes. Think pleasant thoughts.

What is it now?

Just ones and noughts.

Breathe deeply.  It’s code. A message, ill-defined.

I’m not insane. It’s only footsteps of the mind.

Written in response to the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge, March 26, 2019, issued by the brilliant Baristas at .  If you don’t know them, drop in for a coffee and a chat.

I’m going slightly mad. It’s finally happened.

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