Internal Meeting in Progress - Good Morning… To Someone Who Doesn’t Know I Exist - Part 6

 Time: 7:12 AM

Location: Bed
Status: Awake but not functional

Alarm rings.

Body: No.
Brain: Wake up. New day. Fresh start.
Heart: Check their profile.

Brain: Absolutely not. First we wake up. Then we function.
Heart: What if they posted something overnight?
Body: What if we don’t move at all?

Time: 7:14 AM
Phone picked up. No resistance.

Brain: This is how bad habits begin.
Heart: This is how love stories begin.
Body: This is how sleep ends.

Instagram opened. Profile loaded.

Heart: …they posted.
Brain: Of course they did. People live their lives.
Body: I haven’t even opened my eyes fully.

New Post:

A quiet road. Early morning light.
Caption: “Some mornings feel heavier than nights.”

Heart (softly): Why does that feel like us?
Brain: It feels like a generic sad caption.
Heart: No… it’s specific.
Body: Everything feels heavy. Even my eyelids.

Brain: Don’t overanalyze. Just scroll.
Heart: Read it again.
Body: Sleep again?

Time: 7:18 AM
Caption read 6 times

Brain: Enough. Get up. Office. Responsibilities.
Heart: What if they didn’t sleep well?
Brain: That is none of our business.
Body: My sleep is also not my business apparently.

Time: 7:45 AM
Getting ready (physically). Mentally still on that post.

Heart: Should we like it?
Brain: NO.
Heart: Why not?
Brain: That’s how this escalates.
Body: One tap = so much discussion.

Heart: But what if they notice?
Brain: Notice WHAT? A random like?
Heart: That we exist.
Body: I barely exist.

Time: 8:02 AM
Still hovering over LIKE button

Brain: Don’t do it. Maintain distance.
Heart: Just one like. Soft presence.
Body: I support minimum effort actions.

LIKE pressed.

Silence.

Brain: You just made a mistake.
Heart: I just made a connection.
Body: I just used my thumb. Can we move on?

Time: 8:05 AM
Immediate regret cycle begins

Brain: What if they think we’re stalking?
Heart: What if they feel seen?
Body: What if we miss the bus?

Time: 8:07 AM
Profile opened again

Brain: Why are we back here?
Heart: To see if they saw it.
Brain: It’s been TWO minutes.
Body: This is exhausting.

Time: 8:30 AM
On the way to office

Heart: Do you think they noticed?
Brain: No.
Heart: Maybe they did.
Brain: No.
Body: I need coffee.

Time: 9:00 AM
At desk. Laptop open. Work pending. Mind absent.

Brain: Focus. Work. Deadline.
Heart: What if they post a story?
Brain: WE HAVE WORK.
Body: I have no energy for either.

Time: 9:12 AM
Inbox ignored. Instagram checked again.

Brain: This is becoming a problem.
Heart: This is becoming important.
Body: This is becoming routine.


System Status:

  • Work Start: Delayed ❌

  • Social Media Checks: 9 times ✅

  • Emotional Attachment: Increasing 📈

  • Productivity: Missing 🚫

  • Reality Control: Weak

To be continued…

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