“How are you?”
The first thought in my brain is; ‘honestly? Uhm, several things really. I think. I feel nothing yet as I think about it maybe I feel anxious… How AM I? Uhm…’
*clicks fingers* “excuse me, I asked you a question, How are you?”
I file through the list of pre-recorded tapes and respond; ‘I am fine.’
Blank out into the fake blue sky and notice the trees look different when there’s a storm coming. Stoic almost, the bark is darker, the plastic rolls down the streets and the air is icy, wind strong too.
_I’m fine, and you?