Woke up again to those damn green eyes. Like poison ivy suffocating me, touching me everywhere.

It is not the first time this has happened. While playing it cool on the outside, my mind is constantly pulled to those jade whispering eyes, like a scratched 80s vinyl record. I am not even sure when this unbearable green siren song started, but it makes me anxious, restless, and permanently bothered.

Between the real ones, that I have to face daily and the ones conjured by my thoughts, this starts to feel like an inescapable force of nature.

I could drown in pools of envy, taint my blood with meadow-green, and let this emerald obsession consume my very being. Perish, like an evergreen forest under the wildfire.

Oh my, I am not well. Splashing ice-cold water down my face, the mirror, and the floor, I realize that something is happening beyond reason. Something, that I will not let happen.

I will do what Eve should have done back in paradise: avoid treacherous thoughts and the venomous green serpent at all costs.

[Needless to say dear readers, this is going to be intense.]