Feeling safe

Cancellations, delays, maybes; things working, things not.

These all serve to make me feel unsafe. My foundations become polystyrene.

Strangers in a neutral venue are welcomed, listen to, smiled at. Those who enter or may enter my territory are potential threats. Nerves become fragile. My body tenses.

When they arrive, they are treated with respect and courtesy. When they leave, I can breathe again.

Is this natural? Probably (not).

As John Lennon sang 'you can count me out (in)'.