Dear Paranoia...

Paranoia is that substance that fuels my existence,

It is the fibre that has built my survival;

A tamed curiosity passed down from lineages and dynasties to my present self;

A descendant of human kind - The Neanderthal

Striking resemblance to the Sapien in the modern age

Dampened curiosity with customized sanity

Experiences experienced  to usher in a new experience,

Fostering a timid character;

Shy of risk and blossoming in calculation...

Thriving in anticipating possibilities,

Sharp of probabilities.

Where art thou paranoia?

You  reside in my heart,

In the apartment next to my fears.

You engineer my thoughts and lubricate them with truth,

You initiate my actions and punctuate them with caution.

You lace my interactions with colleagues with spices of discipline,

You ground my feet when I think of throwing caution to the wind.

Dear paranoia:

I thought I’d let you know –

Because of you, I think twice before the first kiss.

Because of you paranoia –

I seat in the center and strap my seat belt in case I accidentally fall in love.

Because of you paranoia

I walk with a locket on my necklace so maybe time will hang around me.

Because of you paranoia –

I wear two wrist watches

So maybe I can have time on my side.

So today paranoia I thank you

Why? You may ask

Simply put:

Thanks to you paranoia,

I strike the panic button when I do not walk in a straight line.

Thanks to you paranoia,

The first detail I capture when I get into a room

Is not her radiant smile;

But the location of the fire extinguisher

Because of you paranoia,

I imagine how many steps it would take for me to reach the emergency exit

Its thanks to you… 

My dear heart’s inhabitant

That I looked four times to the side before I crossed the street

To seat down and write this letter to you...