Internal Meeting in Progress - Lunch with Them (Mentally) - Part 8

 Time: 1:03 PM

Location: Cafeteria
Status: Physically Eating, Mentally Elsewhere

Body: Food. Finally something real.
Brain: Good. Focus on eating. No distractions.
Heart: What if they’re eating right now too?

Brain: People eat. This is not a coincidence.
Heart: But what if… same time?
Body: I support synchronized eating. Less thinking.

Time: 1:06 PM
Phone placed next to plate. Screen facing up.

Brain: Don’t touch it. Just eat.
Heart: Just one quick check.
Body: Just one bite first.

Time: 1:08 PM
Phone unlocked mid-bite

Brain: Of course.
Heart: Maybe they posted something.
Body: I dropped rice.

Profile opened. No new posts.

Heart: …nothing?
Brain: GOOD. Now close it.
Heart: Why does that feel disappointing?
Body: Why is the food getting cold?

Time: 1:12 PM
Scrolling old posts… again

Brain: We’ve seen all of this.
Heart: Not like this.
Body: Not while eating.

Post reopened: Baby chameleon 🦎

Heart (softly): “Trying to blend in, still feeling seen…”
Brain: You memorized it?
Heart: It feels like us.
Body: It looks like a tiny alien. I like it.

Heart: Imagine… we’re sitting with them right now.
Brain: No.
Heart: Just imagine.

Scene shifts (mentally):

Imaginary Them: “You always read captions this seriously?”
You (in imagination): “Only the ones that feel real.”

Brain: THIS IS NOT HAPPENING.
Heart: Let me have this.
Body: I am chewing in two realities now.

Imaginary Them: “You think too much.”
You: “I know.”

Heart (smiling internally): See… they understand.
Brain: You wrote both sides of that conversation.
Body: I almost choked on food.

Time: 1:20 PM
Back to reality. Cafeteria noise returns.

Brain: Enough. Come back.
Heart: It felt peaceful there.
Body: It felt like I stopped eating.

Time: 1:24 PM
Phone still in hand. Food almost untouched.

Brain: Eat properly.
Heart: What if they like someone else’s post right now?
Brain: That has NOTHING to do with us.
Body: Everything has to do with finishing this meal.

Time: 1:29 PM
Quick refresh… again

Brain: WHY.
Heart: Just checking.
Body: This is a loop.

Time: 1:35 PM
Lunch technically over

Brain: We wasted another hour.
Heart: We spent time with them.
Body: I am still hungry.

Heart (quietly): I don’t feel alone when I think of them.
Brain: That’s the problem.
Heart: That’s the comfort.
Body: That’s confusing.

Brain: This is becoming dependency.
Heart: This is becoming something real.
Body: This is becoming tiring.

System Status:

  • Food Intake: Incomplete ⚠️

  • Work Status: Still Pending ❌

  • Imaginary Interaction: Increasing 🎭

  • Emotional Dependency: Growing 📈

  • Reality vs Imagination: Blurring

To be continued…

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