2008-08-31
2+8+8+3+1=22
22=11+11 or 11:11
it was imperceptible at first, or was it, seeing that it was in fact, noticed. but there must have been a time when the slight irregular bulge or inflammation on the one side of the abdomen wasn't noticeable...surely it couldn't have 'just appeared'...or could it. he couldn't be sure at all anymore.
just that now that he was aware of it, he couldn't stop thinking about it, let alone touch and feel it. someties he would even press to varying degrees on it, to see if there was more to the swelling than fat, or some kind of water retention, or even gas.
seemingly random thoughts days prior to discovering this oddity, he had thought of this connection he had with the number(s) 11:11, never knowing what they stood for, their significance. then, that one day while showering, the day before in fact, he thought of his birthdate and, suddenly the date fell into play as a combination of numbers adding up to 22, or eleven plus eleven-or 11:11. the water had suddenly felt extremely cold then, as he recalled now.
all these years of tring to understand what they meant, thinking perhaps of the eleventh day of the eleventh month, or the eleventh month of the eleventh year or some such thing, he never really had anything to give him confidence that these numbers meant much and if so, in what way. until that day in the shower.
and now, this gentle, almost imperceptible swelling on the one side of his navel. were they connected at all? and why was he suddenly feeling this apprehension...fear even?
what the hell was going on?
time...a precious commodity at the best of times, suddenly seemed to be in short supply, even as his rational brain was telling him the idiocy of allowing either a slight swelling on his one side, or a coincidentally tallying of numbers into some mythical numeric sequence that has always found its way into his psyche, to get the better of him and induce paranoia into his consciousness. fool him-he sjould know better than that. 'right?'
and yet there remained this festering, nagging feeling that all was not right, that time was becoming constricted, at least the time he was allotted on this planet.
