Hypersensitivosaurus woke up feeling dis con nec ted.
He slowly looked around his cave
and then
to his body,
and discovered that all four limbs ( or was it five? he never knew whether to include his tail or not ) were still there. It wasn't like they were lying all over the place. No, they were still attached to his torso and more importantly, they seemed to be in the right place, where he last remembered them to be.
Okay, his shrawny raptor arms were still a joke ( even more since he'd cut his nails ) but they were part of him and he loved them anyway. His muscled legs, with lengthy, razorsharp toenails were in place, supporting his body.
He might be a peaceful raptor - hence the nail cutting - but he still needed tools for digging and for maintaining his little tea garden and possible future food forest .
Something was off though today...
He felt extremely low on energy, even though he clearly remembered loads of electricity in the air, the night before.
What was it then?
His hyperactive senses picked up a strong odor. It smelled like isolation and then his attention ( his 7th sense ) was drawn to the chess board in the corner of his cave...
It showed a game that hadn't been touched in a long, long time.
In fact, Hypersensitivosaurus had left it the way it was, at the moment when his good friend M.M. Wolf had had to end his Sunday visit ( seemingly to relieve himself of the dozen or so oatmeal pancakes that this 'wolverine' had devoured just before their chess game started ).
Afterward, his furry friend hadn't returned. From that day onward, most animals had started a lengthy and unnatural hibernation that lasted for over a year now.
The chess game had been untouched, since that memorable moment. Every time Hypersensitivosaurus looked at it, which happened daily, mixed feelings got to him. He just couldn't put the board and pieces away. Just the thought of it, ending something that he hadn't made peace with, was too much for him. And still, he was reminded of the past day after hypersensitive day.
And then, as if to proof that miracles still existed, one of the pieces moved across the board as if guided by an invisible hand or force.
It seemed like M.M. Wolf had found a way to continue their game long distance.
Hypersensitivosaurus slowly left the cave, took a deep breath and started crying silently. Afterwards he felt a lot better and spent a good amount of time enjoying all of natures little gifts.
Life was as beautiful as it had ever been.
FYI: Tech issues have been surrounding me in the last couple of weeks. This morning my phone wouldn´t charge any longer. Luckily I´m borrowing my twin sister´s laptop since yesterday. I realized though that I could hardly use any of the apps that I work with on an almost daily basis (not even my email) and the laptop is old which makes it tough or even impossible to run certain (crypto) apps. I guess many of us, especially those in first world countries, would feel very disconnected in a situation like this. Especially, if you add the fact that I don´t have a car and the nearest town is 10 to 15kms away. I managed to send an email ( from this laptop via my twin sister´s account) to my family, to notify them of my situation. Funny enough, it didn't reach my twin sister. She got worried and showed up here, about an hour ago. That act of love interrupted the writing of this post. Long story short, I'm okay. I can handle some disconnectedness but situations like these are often tougher for those around us or close to us, especially if they're used to you being connected most of the time.