Something scary

I came home from work today, did my kitty chores (the feeding and the never ending scooping), changed out of my work clothes and prepared to do what I would normally do – get into work email, surf Facebook and then finally get comfy and watch something on television. 

But tonight, after changing out of my work clothes, I decided I wasn’t in the mood for tv. I was in the mood for my book and my bed – so off I went, happy that it’s at least dark early these days and I wouldn’t have to feel guilty for reading in bed before the sun went down. 

Usually the noise from the television is also pleasant to me. I wasn’t in the mood for background noise tonight. It puzzled me…mostly because I usually love some good tv at the end of my day. It helps me turn off my brain. Lately, it’s not performed it’s job terribly well. 

The book I’m reading is one I’ve read five or six times before. It’s called Ghost Story by Peter Straub. It’s the absolute most terrifying book I’ve ever read. Every time I read it, I ask myself why the hell I can never get this book out of my head.  I don’t know why I always go back to it – I guess it’s also terrifyingly good! Then, it occurred to me. 

Maybe I needed something scarier than what’s been flying around in my brain lately. Maybe not just any story, or novel, or biography of some obscure historic figure would do just now. 

How to distract yourself from compulsively thinking really scary thoughts? Read something scarier. 

Seems perfectly logical to me. 

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