I got better, I got better now there’s nothing wrong

Dear Dr. Menhri:

I cannot sleep because of the mice. There are mice in my house. The other day I freaked out because one ran across my foot. In the restroom. I couldn’t sleep that night. Until sunrise. And now I can’t sleep. There are mice in the house, I hear them in the ceiling. Do their eyes shine red at night? Or is that a myth? I’m not having any other problems, no, I don’t hear voices in that particular bathroom. I need to focus all my focus on the focus on this. I can’t sleep because of the mice. Need to focus on this. Don’t give me any meds to sleep, I need to stay awake and alert. It felt like one of my daughter’s stuffed animals conceptualized into a live animal running towards me, then away from me. One morning I heard about 6 tiny baby mice in the ceiling of the kitchen. It’s like that one time when the lights went out and what went through my head was there is a crazy maniac guy outside of our house who killed the lights and then he will play with us and torture us before he kills us. And these things play out in my head, but I couldn’t show that–I just went looking for a flashlight and told my daughter to hold my hand and walk right behind me. So I wonder if mice will try to eat our toes? Do their eyes shine red in the dark? I need to focus all my focus on the focus on this. I mean, I’m no stranger to mice you know. We wore shoes to bed when I was little once when we moved into this one place on Cicero, which was no big deal because it was cold anyways. But like, this is me, here I am, a grown ass woman with a kid with a fucking house full of rats and like what the fuck man? And they are totally playing with me because I left a 2 layer chocolate cake on the counter and they didn’t get into it, and why is that? There was no small telltale foot prints it the frosting like I was expecting. They are acting very unmice like and it is un-nerving. And I bought mouse traps and my daughter said I couldn’t be a vegetarian any more, imagine that? What her worries are. So I’m not sleeping, Dr. Menhri but it’s only because of the mice, and I don’t think you can help me with that.

Very Truly Yours,

Noemi Martinez